Please, no more screaming babies.
Brace yourself for some hot and heavy cheesiness.
The result of a 32 year personal study I have conducted.
Here's what happened today!
"My body is very attracted to your body, but when you speak my brain gets angry."
He's not like all the other dads. He's a cool dad.
*Prays that I remembered to lock the door before leaving home*
Rain, rain, stick around.
Llamas and skunks are therapy animals, too!
"Queer is what you make it."
You don't have to go home, but you can't work here.
Not that lobster is exclusive to any season, but it's undeniably better with some semblance of warmth still in the air.
Hasta la vista, baby.
If you build it they will come.
The children are our future and this is where they shop.
Timing is everything.
An aspirational guide for motivated avocados.
In honor of her 43rd birthday.
Allergies are just the bee's knees. Not.
There's much more to Scotland than haggis and whisky. H/t Abandoned Scotland.
Dr. Warner: some are just *dying* to meet her.
If Paintings Could Text will make you laugh, and feel educated artistically at the same time.
Find these street eats parked at the corner of LOL and OMG.
Nothing says London like a terrapin floating on a dead fox down Regent's Canal.
Five years after The Jersey Shore first aired on MTV, we caught up with the world famous DJ about what he's up to now.
Cigar factories in Puerto Rico! The streets of East L.A.! Love and loss in Washington Heights! In time for Hispanic Heritage Month, a non-exhaustive list of Latino authors writing in English in the United States.
For starters, 43 has literally never looked better.
The street piano movement is bringing out some amazing talent.
We get it. You've seen every episode of Monk.
Say Knope to dull birthdays.
Get your stretchy pants on, because things are about to get delicious.
The PM gets a lot of abuse on Twitter. We decided to give some of the messages a more personal touch.
Some stars censor themselves online. Others share too much. These are those people.
With a pink Motorola Razr, nothing was bringing you down.
Because obviously the young, rich, and fabulous hold the keys to happiness.
*Beats dead horse*
You had one job, Target. One job.
If only you got to choose your family.
Meet at Olive Garden at 6:10?
Where do dreams go to die? A call center.
No kids, no problem.
I didn't choose the big boob life; it chose me.
"I just had little moments with a girl who saw me as a friend. For a long time, that's all I had."
Seat belts, everyone!
Because you're the Beavis to my Butthead.
Get Pottery Barn pieces at Ikea prices.