I'd say knowing which one is on is more embarrassing.

As horrible-looking as all those face-sequins are, are white people no longer allowed piercings? Because if that's the case, Trudi wants a word with you and your piercing gun.

Que?

She has enough money to decide how much she thinks her legs are worth to her. Naomi should have used some of those blood diamonds to insure her hair.

Humble as ever, Ye.

That look isn't stress. It's nutterbutter. She probably went home and beat her kids.

#sixmoviesandaseason

"I'd like to paint you. I just got a big can of brown."

Who would have guessed that ridiculous exaggeration is sexually transmittable?

I couldn't even get all the details in about median-pisser for fear of confusing people— the median he was in was less than a hundred feet from an intersection and busy crosswalk! You don't even see shit like that in New Orleans anymore.

Ah Hamburg, the city where a bum will pull his dick out in broad daylight and piss on a small patch of grass between four lanes of busy traffic.

We're gonna need a bigger cross.

Nothing says "Do not hire!" to people quite like saying, "No one will hire me because someone said I'm difficult!" fifty thousand fucking times.

Typical American blogger telling people from other cultures how to live.

Every smoker assumes they're going to die before they finally have to spend a couple of years with lung cancer. It's the same for people like this— no amount of punishment for someone else who gets caught will deter them.

I'd say the misleading headline was much more reactionary.

What about this story makes you angry at Mark?

"Sultans of Swing" is pretty swell, too.

The song is written from the perspective of a guy delivering microwave ovens and such. Unless you think Sting hates gay people and is also... delivering microwave ovens, you shouldn't worry about it too much.

Rachel McAdams was once the very definition of a pretty dark-haired woman.