Did Poot Lovato crash the stage?

I am adding it to my list of life goals to be a Surprise Woman.

Read this headline as David Attenborough. “A group of male executives is milling around the fallen Weinstein Co. But, what’s this? In the underbrush, a surprise woman has found the kill.”

Even the bears there are inappropriate

I’m blocked from her Twitter, probably because I share the same sentiments.

Side dude is what I have always pictured. Or a really gussied up llama in pearls.

Whew good thing that ban never passed or else I’d be STARVING

Headlines don’t sell papes, Newsies sell papes.

When Schwartz said he could have used his “wedding fund” to pay off his student debt, a little bit of me died.

I KNOW! Where is this girl?!

There really is a Kentucky Castle in Versailles (pronounces Ver-sails), Kentucky. I’ve driven by it many times. It’s tacky and I hate it so it’s perfect for them.

“How many students said I exposed myself?” said Sharkey.

“Also—and I’m just saying—Thinx don’t work for shit.”

There’s a line at which beautification has to cease. Somewhere between there and here.

“You can’t put lipstick on a pig,”