From IMDB: Elizabeth Montgomery and Lizzie Borden were sixth cousins once removed, both descending from 17th-century Massachusetts resident John Luther. Rhonda McClure, the genealogist who documented the Montgomery-Borden connection, said, “I wonder how Elizabeth would have felt if she knew she was playing her own…

I couldn’t give a flying f*ck about what other people (anyone!) might think of my arms. If it’s hot out, and I’ll be more comfortable with no sleeves, there will be no sleeves. No. Sleeves.

Colour me silly, but isn’t it refreshing to read about a rich celebrity’s parent NOT taking advantage of said celebrity? Just thinking out loud ...

... and she’ll stay that way!

I knew all of this before it was cool. Oh, wait ... is this the hipster thread? Ooops.

I’m not being facetious or naive in saying this, but I’m so upset/confused by the hate for Adam Sandler. I know of so many people who have worked with him (crew members) who think and say *the world* of him! And no, those people aren’t racist idiots. I’m flummoxed. And disappointed. Sigh.

In anyone else’s hands, I’d say this is a cute story of mom and daughter bonding over some fun stretching and whatnot. But with this family, I fear for that child and her body image already. Good luck, North, baby! You’re going to need it!

I don’t even want to know what kind of poop trail he left after that!

Can someone remind me what century we are in? Thanks.

What the WHAT? Sheesh ...

The 80’s weren’t fun for everyone? Did you mean to say that quaaludes aren’t fun for everyone? Because I think that’s what you meant to say. Idiot.

I’m slow-applauding right now. Perfect, perfect description.

If only her brother could have somehow murdered those people quietly and out of the public eye, she could have still had her perfect day.

“Kanye will NOT let Kim pose nude while she’s pregnant with their son.”

In my first year of university, I took a biology class where the professor used Playboy and Hustler centerfolds to illustrate the female anatomy. Not kidding. No amount of complaining from the female populace could get him to change his ways, let alone removed from class. My, how times have changed.

I think “up eye” will catch on - I like it! And what an awesome photo!

I think I worked for that cockroach!

Brilliant report on the non-attendance of the birthday party! I feel like I wasn’t there, too!

My dad Harry, and his dad Harry. Christmas 1974. Good times!

Same! hahaha!