Robin and Paul’s first dance. (Taken with Instagram at Transmetropolitan)
I’m sexy and only slightly aware of it.
Is it any coincidence that “attacks” and “a tax” sound so similar?
I’m convinced that Joan River’s plastic surgery goal is to look exactly like Madam the puppet.
I fear I have made my phone suicidal.
Uggs now offers a style for brides. Quick! Someone make a running shoe for grooms.
What if the failings of the Facebook IPO are just an elaborate plan to write a sequel to “the Social Network”?
If television was honest, this show would be: America’s Got “Talent”.
Who would you recommend for their own douche line?
Celebrity scents are so cliche. I expect celebrity douches to be the next thing. Some names are already synonymous. e.g. Chris Brown.
Jackpot! (Taken with Instagram at 520 Exit 9)
How many more accusers must come forward until we start referring to the John Travolta scandal as “Look Who’s Talking Now”?
Whenever someone sends me a text that just says “K”, I see an emoticon for a Stormtrooper.
