New Years Resolutions, As A Courtesy

As a courtesy, I've taken it upon myself to come up with new years resolutions for the TWL staff and a few of our regulars. This relieves them of the burden of figuring out ways to improve themselves because, as a big fan of "tough love," I already know and have probably been obsessing about it.

Lex - Try not to be such a jackass.

OJ - Try not to be such a jackass.

Mik - Increase phone calls to at least once every two weeks so I don't worry that you got stuck in the astral plane somewhere or that the Blow Up Doll deflated. 

Beefy-Jon - Despite several promises, you have yet to replace that raggedy ass, busted watch you gave me for my birthday. I realize you have a lot going on now (a little combat here, a little combat there) but let's make this a priority.

N.H.F. - Try to get right to the point to combat wind-baggery. Bonus Resolution: Edit better.

Stavvy - Try not to get any traffic tickets this year. Acknowledge that the time you got a ticket FOR SEVERE TAILGATING was indeed your fault.

Twin - Try not to start every sentence with "I"

Marja - Stop trumping up drama. You are not Susan Lucci, you are Tina Fey.

Kara -  Try to remain cancer free. This roller-coaster ride is exhausting for me. Furthermore, don't balk and just sign on the dotted line when I ask for 70% of the profits after I exploit you sell the screenplay to OWN or Lifetime for an original tear-jerker of a movie based on your multiple triumphs over cancer.

Gingerbread Mama - Own how judgmental you are. Let it seep forth in your column more than it already does.

H.N.B. - Stop pouting. Yes, the Editor-In-Chief made a lot of empty promises and you have every right to feel betrayed BUT he refuses to fire you although I have begged him to do so.

D3 - I saw a lot less of you in 2010. Let's just stay on that pattern for 2011.

Perv - Stop belching out loud in the office. You're a grown ass man.

98-lb Neil and CJ From Hollywood - Ok, you have kids now. BUT when you send out the holiday card next year we want to see YOU on the cards and not just your kids. You still matter. And, quite frankly, I'm more interested to see how you two are growing than the kids.

Good Year!

Life of the Serial Texter

Source: I Am Bored. (And am I ever!)

Holiday Wrap-Up

My plane ride back to San Diego was a hot, turbulence plagued mess. There was so much turbulence that it delayed cart service for the safety of the stewardesses (!!!) and I had two free drink vouchers so I was pissed. 15 minutes after I landed I received a text message from Outdoorsy-Jarrod that stated, "That flight was bumpy huh?" Stunned, I texted back, "How the hell did you know?" Turns out that one of his friends recognized me from this photo here. According to O.J., "Given then circumstances, she didn't feel comfortable asking a stranger on a plane, 'Hey are you the guy from the bathroom photo that likes to chug dick?'"

Classy.

A Perv Christmas. He put in photo of his two bosomy sisters himself. The one that hates him (he calls her his "evil-sister") is the brunette.

Despite the cold, I was having so much fun back home I wasn't quite ready to leave and that was a first. During our morning commute, Perv and I were discussing each others holiday and he told me, "My sister gave me my belated birthday gift bag that had a Tony the Tiger plate in it and a picture frame with no photo. I was waiting for my Christmas gift bag but it never came. Meanwhile she spoiled our mom and other family member's generously. I gave her a $50 Macy's gift card, like every year. Do you think she's trying to send me a message? This stuff probably cost $10 at Ross!"
I said, "Perv, you aint right. You should not look at it that way and....oh who am I kidding. Yes, she's sending you a message. And saying those gifts cost $10 at Ross is generous. Not having a picture in the frame is a flip off. Not giving you a Christmas gift is certainly sending a message. That message is, 'I don't like you much'".  Later, he relayed the same story to Diana the Temp and she gave him this vengeance-fueled advice, "Just wait until next year and then get her a candle from Ross!"

I didn't want to laugh but I did.

Stavvy Claus came bearing gifts and gift-baskets (which she assembles herself) which is always exciting because you know they will be nice and snooty. She almost threw me off guard this year because she got me this:

A vintage Spider-Man T-shirt!  I love it and it's quite comfy. I thought, "This is fun. But I'm surprised Stavvy went into a normal store and mingled with the commoner's to get it!" That's when I noticed...

She didn't.  That's our Stavvy.

This photo of Bobble and BBB (Bobbles Baked Brother) was taken during the rambunctiousWhite Elephant party for the sole purpose of placing it on this blog for their mum, Candy, because I wanted to show her BBB's festive holiday part. Better late than never. You're welcome, Candy.

I had a few more things to say but the man is on me to produce. So now, just like BBB's hair, I shall part in an unexpected place.

Good Day.

Can You Call it A Sterotype If it's True?

This sneak peek of James Marsden's guest appearance on Modern Family is hilarious and keeps it too real.

From the Gay Male Handbook:
Busted Intruder = Shrieks, Police
Hunky Intruder = School Girl Giggles, Boners

There will be no fresh brew until December 30th thanks to a podunk, hillbilly, back-woods environment where no wi-fi is readily available and a mostly out of town staff. Yes, I could pick up the slack and mobile blog but I don't feel like it. 

Good Day

The Frozen Tundra

Please

send

rescue!

But not too soon. I'm having way too much fun driving everyone crazy by constantly b*tching about it.

I heard this bit of poetry from my urban, "funny cigarette" smoking, cousin Allen, yesterday while leaving the cinema after viewing the so-so Tron 3-D, "Stop crying about the cold n***a! We all know it's cold but you aint going temporarily blind and you aint going to lose a foot to frost-bite! Why you think I'm so fat and got so many kids?*  Aint nothing to do here but eat and [fornicate]! Be glad you got your [happy] ass out of here!"

True dat.

*My cousin Allen has 7 kids. He's 37, very funny in a tragic sort of way, and he always smells like reefer and Mickey's. He's a bit busted and chunky now but in his youth he was good looking and well-built. He is also gifted with a schlong so absurdly lengthy and girthy that I think it is vulgar and distasteful. Several women did not. And now the five different mothers of his seven different children are continuously in hot pursuit of back child-support. I probably shouldn't be telling you all this but this godforsaken Michigan cold has affected my judgement.

Happy Holidays on behalf of the Editor-In-Chief

Now THAT'S How You Go Viral

You make a video about viral videos and then toss all vanity out of the window.

Although bloated in length and in need of a bit of editing, this video made me laugh so much that I almost feel guilty that I'm going to sic the Reverend Al Sharpton (whom I need to place on speed dial for these occasions) and the NAACP on this company, ad agency Klick!, for what appears to be spotty black people minority hiring practices.

Good Day

Lengthy Dust Up At Civilized Sporting Event

As much as I abhor violence, I get an adrenaline rush out of good melee where no one gets too hurt and I'm not involved in any way*. Like in a comic book. The brawl above, between warring members of two high school Lacrosse teams, is just that kind of melee. At first I thought I'd have to stop watching, as persons are beaten into submission to the point where they just lay on the ground, seemingly unconscious, but I guess they were playing possum because they just get up, shake off the beating, and walk away, seemingly okay. I had no idea Lacrosse players were so tough.


*Some people weren't put on this earth to rumble and I'm one of them.  I was once in a now legendary, after-school beat-down that is still a source of laughter and mockery, to this day, especially when I see the administrator of the pummeling, who still lives in my home-town (he checked me once when I said it was an after-school "fight"because laying on the ground, kicking up in reflexive terror, and praying for the punches to end does not constitute a "fight"). Sadly, I was given the option not to take the beating, by simply shutting up, but I didn't feel like it. It only took two more beat downs after that for me to learn when the time comes to curb this waspish tongue. But that's a blog for another day.

A Moment of Boast

One of my favorite events of the holiday season is when the Editor-In-Chief bestows me with one of his now legendary Kwanza gift bags. I revert to child-hood and rip through the bag, throwing gift wrap all about (each item is so tastefully and perfectly wrapped I'm certain he out-sources) while marveling at gifts of prank (The DVD for The Book of Eli, named by Entertainment Weekly as the worst movie of the year) and thoughtfulness (As stated here, I love Overboard- a delectably vindictive tale of an amnesiac wealthy white woman that is maliciously bamboozled by a blue-collared brute into cleaning his house and tending to his bad children). But, this gift bag took things to a whole new level with this wondrous gift -

 

I speak of course, of the Oprah Winfrey comic book. BOOM! Take a moment and let that marinate.

Boasting is vulgar. So forgive me this once but  it is the mighty Oprah in comic book form! It's like the first time chocolate fell into the peanut butter.

Good Day

Scat Food Porn

The sharable pizza hamburger

The Huffington Post has a 10 Worst Fast Food Products of 2010 pictorial that states:

Fast food isn't good for us -- that we know. But there are some particular menu items that came out in 2010 that were bound and determined to repulse us into submission or -- worse -- kill us altogether.

Here is a sampling of the top 10

A lasagna sandwich. Yes, you read that right.

Sausage and Pancake bites.

And this monstrosity, The grilled cheese burger-melt.

Of course, the KFC Double downer and the McRib are also on the list.

I Thought No Nonsense Laura Seemed More Pleasant





Larry in Engineering sent out the following e-mail yesterday:

I brought everyone a chocolate rum truffle from my favorite Julian bakery.   Please come by my office and help yourself to one.

Initially, despite loving their shape and design, I boycotted the truffles because I didn't like how Larry was making us go to his office to see him, instead of placing them in the break-room where we could enjoy at our leisure. I thought it was too controlling and I get enough of that outside of the office.  Later in the day, as complaints flew that the truffles were making people with weak constitutions dizzy and wobbly. Larry confessed, "Oh, I guess I should have told everyone they are made with real rum, and a lot of it!"

In other words, he may have thrown a recovering alcoholic off the wagon and not even know it yet.

As for me, I swiftly ended the boycott and wolfed down two of them. I could tell they were potent because my hands stopped shaking.

Good Day

They'll Be A Joyous Uprising, When We Too Go Viral

Videogum’s Year in Viral Videos retrospective.

The Road to Wedgie Hits An Electric Black Ice Patch

HNB's Top 5 Electronics of 2010

These are in no particular ranking of importance (TC would say this whole article is of no importance, much like his sex life).

Sirius XM radio: Yes, satellite radio is still around. I've been a Sirius subscriber for 5 years, and I still love it. There are so many genres of music to choose from, and NONE of the music channels have commercials!!! How many times do you flip through your favorite local radio stations, and they're all on commercial at the same time?! Or the same station plays the same 20 songs all day?! You don't get that with Sirius XM radio. What you will get is great music programming, original programming (Howard Stern, Rosie O'Donnell, Oprah, tons of sports radio), every NFL, NBA, and MLB game, and even the Playboy channel (so much fun). There is literally a channel for whatever mood you're in, and they're adding cool stuff all the time. I'm currently in love with the Pearl Jam channel. Eddie Vedder 24/7?! Thank you Santa Grunge Claus!

Panasonic plasma HDTV: You don't own an HDTV yet?! Welcome to 2010…it will be over in a couple weeks! I love plasma HDTV's for 2 reasons: 1) they have the fastest refresh rates of any HDTV, 2) they have the truest blacks of any HDTV. Why are these things important? A fast refresh rate is great for gaming and watching sports, both of which I do often. This means there won't be any lag, ghosts, tracers, etc. when you're gaming or watching sports. The truest blacks in the picture are great for movie viewing. The blacks don't look grey…they're black mutha trucka! It seems to make all of the other colors more brilliant and the picture more detailed. Pioneer was the best plasma manufacturer out there until they stopped making HDTV's last year. Now Panasonic is the best. Buy one you can afford, mount it on your wall, and thank me later…or don't. I don't care. I'm too busy being awesome.

 HTC Evo 4G on Sprint: Considered the best smart phone launched in 2010 by many highly respected critics. One of the biggest and brilliant touch screens on the market, and you gotta love the kickstand when sharing YouTube clips with friends. This phone will be even more amazing when San Diego's Sprint network is upgraded to 4G in 2011. Go to LA or Vegas today and watch this phone fly on the 4G network.

Apple iPad: Does it replace your laptop? No. Does it replace your smart phone? Of course not. Apple created a need that everyone feels they have to fulfill with this thing. If you buy it just to read e-books, you're stupid. If you buy it to browse the internet while you're on the couch watching TV, find some more interesting TV shows to watch (I suspect many iPad users are fans of Glee). My company is actually thinking about starting a pilot program where a few sales reps (like me) will test out the utility of this thing in the field. It will be easier than carrying around my laptop, but honestly I don't use my laptop much in the field. I've played around with a few of them, and they are cool…but I'll never buy one for myself. I don't why it is such a huge success, but it is…because people are sheep. I can tell you the iPad is better than the new Galaxy Tab. But a few more tabs/pads will be revealed at CES in Vegas next month. Motorola and BlackBerry both claim to have ones to compete against iPad. We'll see. So hop on over to your local retailer, "bah" loudly, and try to find more reasons to use it more than your laptop and smart phone. You'll have fun with it, if you can justify spending $450+. You better hope someone buys it for you.

Active Gaming: Lex got the Move for his PS3 and loves it. Read his review here. It has received a lot of raves. Xbox launched the controller-less Kinect (suck it Wii & PS3), Lex also touched on that briefly here, and this thing is at the top my Christmas list. The sports and fitness games on Kinect look fun as hell, and you can do video conferencing with other Kinect users! WARNING: if your living room is small, do not get the Kinect. You need enough space from the system for it to read your movements. I'm sure one of the living rooms in my mansion is more than adequate.

Of course if you want to game actively you'll need a system. If you don't have one yet, in my opinion, this is how they compare:

Which one should you get? Hard choice. If you're like me (big baller & entitled), you'll get both. But you're obviously not like me, so you'll have to settle on buying just one…loser. 

The Road to Wedgie: California Kara Kicks off Columnist's Picks of 2010

2010 Recap

by CaliforniaKara

Look at your Best of 2010 list. Now back to mine. Now back to yours. Now back to mine. Sadly, yours isn't mine. But if you stopped clucking about other things and made this your list, yours could be like mine. Look down. Back up. Where are you? You're on Tea With Lemon, reading the list your list could be like. I'm on a computer.

Top 5 Movies

1. Inception. Mind-blow, party of 1.
2. The Social Network. Aaron Sorkin at his peak West Wing finest.
3...4...5...Oh hell, who are we kidding. 2010 was a dreck of a year for movies (MacGruber? Human Centipede? Really?). Here's to a better 2011.

Top 5 Music

1. Just the Way You Are (as heard on Glee / Finn & cast)
2. Happy Days Are Here Again/Get Happy (as heard on Glee / Kurt & Rachel)
3. Poker Face (as heard on Glee / Shelby & Rachel)
4. Teenage Dream (as heard on Glee / Blaine & the Dalton Academy "voiced by the uncredited Tufts Bubs" Warblers)
5. The opening of the 2010 Emmy Awards. Jimmy Fallon's Bruce Springsteen/Glee inspired, funny "Born to Run" opening is one of the best in recent memory (coming from someone who worked the Emmys 7 years ago).

Top 5 TV Shows

1. Glee. Yes, Glee fell into a classic sophomore slump after finishing strong last spring, but it redeemed itself with a stellar Christmas ep. And any time Burt and Kurt get a scene together, grab the tissues and loosen the heartstrings.
2. Modern Family. This little gem skipped into my heart over the summer hiatus, and has at least 2 hearty, wildly inappropriate guffaws per episode (the gay dads with adopted Asian daughter are consistently the best storyline).
3. Mad Men. Two words: Jon Hamm.
4. Fringe. Or Bones. They're both hitting their stride, and I'm a sucker for star-crossed lovers.
5. Grey's Anatomy ("Sanctuary"/"Death and All His Friends"). After a few uneven seasons, Shonda brought gravitas and stress-inducing panic to the season finale. The gunman in the hospital plot could've bombed, but instead drew us into one of the most heart-hurty 120 minutes of television all year.

Yes, my list looks like it was written by a teenager. As my husband said after being subjected to both The Vampire Diaries and Gossip Girl in one night (What? They're fun shows!): "I'm married to a 16 year old girl."

White Elephant Turns White People Against Each Other

all photos taken by N.H.F.

In retrospect, it was the inside info that did O.J. in. I told him that he would not be disappointed if he selected my gift during Twin's second annual White Elephant Gift Exchange. The rules stated that the gift must be between $15-20 dollars and begin with the same letter of your first name. It is always big fun because we know so many horrible, greedy people. Last year, a near fight broke out between Closet-Case Jake and Rizzo over my 2(x)ist square cut tank-top but that was nothing compared to this year after the crowd got a look at my cute, blue Nike Track-Jacket.

Yup, O.J. realized that he should have waited for someone else to open it. He drew a low number out of the hat so he selected too early. A gift could be taken again until it reached its 3rd owner. He just got so excited because if I say, "You should take my gift," something is up, because I'm so cheap, so you know I must be as serious as a heart-attack. Let's look at the utter elation and temporary joy before it was all taken away from him.

Now here's where it gets ugly. The next person to choose was N.H.F., OJ's house-mate. Now I know the track-jacket was cute, but you could have blown me over with a feather when N.H.F. walked over to O.J. and said, "I'll take that track jacket!" Yup. He got greedy and turned on his own house-mate. Treacherous. I can't even fathom that. If Lex (who was busy "stretching" so he got free pass to miss the party, since he suffered through Twin's burlesque show the night before), chose a white elephant gift that I really wanted it would be impossible for me to summon up the audacity to take it, but N.H.F. clearly did not give a f*ck. Thanks to him, what happened to O.J. next was an utter tragedy....

Forced to choose again, he learned the lesson I learned last year when I got a big, red dildo, never take D3's gift. EVER!  O.J. now has a $25 donation in his name to this charity. Yippeeee!

3rd and final owner.

But it wasn't over. Meet Joe. Joe is the definition of "nice guy". He's just so fricking pleasant that the first few times I hung out with him he would sincerely say, "It's really good to see you!" and I am NOT used to that so I was suspicious and suspected that he was an asshole and was mocking me. Well Joe was next and he mumbled that he wanted the track jacket but didn't want to take it from N.H.F. That's when O.J. turned on some kind of Jedi mind power and told him, "Go take the jacket!" Vengeance. Later, a bitter O.J. confessed, "I just didn't want to see N.H.F. walking around the house in that Nike jacket. If I couldn't have it well then... You know, It doesn't look good on your little gay friend (he's not, O.J. assumes nice = gay) either, its way too big for him."

And it was all downhill from there

Twin = greedy as hell

Twin = owned

Stavvy = Rude and ungrateful. Erika put as many "e" things in her gift bag as she could think of and Stavvy managed to insult every single one of them. She actually dropped a boiled egg from the bag on the floor...

Right in front of Erika :(

Then came the single worst gift of the evening: Cassie's crappy coconut candle. When Tara unwrapped it, a crazy black man screamed out, "No one wants a raggedy ass candle! Who brought that raggedy ass candle?" Then, Tara's boyfriend yelled for quality control, "I thought the gifts were supposed to cost $15? There's no way that cost $15!"

Turns out Cassie, who is extremely sweet but I suspect that she beats D3, made the coconut herself, using a coconut that D3 gave her (awwwwwwwww). It was not store bought and the effort put into it makes the value well over $15. But thank goodness I didn't pick it or I would have been pissed. No dummy me, I immediately picked Stavvy's gift-bag because I know she is shallow and likes to floss (it was nice, one bottle of good wine and TWO 750 ml bottles of booze and some other crap). When it was Cassie's turn she took Stavvy's gift bag from me (clearly bitter about the raggedy ass candle comment) but I didn't think so. Only O.J. noticed that I cheated by stealing it right BACK from her and then claiming I was the 3rd owner.

I guess I got swept up in all the swindling, drama, and back-biting.

Good Day

Belly Flop at Certain to Flop Musical

Spiderman: Turn Off The Dark isn't going to rest until it kills someone. Here's the latest from Newsarama:

Following the news about the musical being delayed yet again, there are a plethora of news reports are coming in about yet another accident, this time involving a major scene. It happened during the middle of second act when a cable was reported as to have  snapped. The as-yet unidentified actor fell into the pit in front of the stage, which is about twenty feet down. Reports from the scene claim audience members heard screaming, followed by a shout for someone to call 911. The show was eventually canceled.

This is the fourth reported injury. Previously there has been a concussion, snapped wrists, and a broken foot.

If there was any justice, the actor would have fallen on top of Bono and smushed him.

Update: Video

Tyra on Twitter

DADT & the Dumb Dog

Beefy Jon, currently away on a top secret mission, sent in a picture of his dog, Token, tenderly cradling Zoe (a terrorist puppy). Beefy Jon wanted me to post this on this blog and at first I told him, "No. No one wants to see your dumb dog." But then after he told me how he championed the repeal of DADT amongst the troops, and opened a good bottle of vodka to celebrate the death of DADT, I relented.

So here's a pic of Beefy Jon's dumb dog.

Holiday Ham Hacked Up

We had a nice holiday breakfast this morning at the office and all was going smoothly until our adorable new receptionist walked into the room and Bottom Boy asked "Who is that?". I said, "Isn't she cute? That's our new receptionist. I want to hug her."  Bottom Boy said, "She? Oh. I was thinking that I know our company is open minded and all but even I was surprised that we hired a tranny."

It was then that a piece of ham that I'd been chewing shot forth and landed near my bosses shoe because I was unable to contain my laughter. I'm going to try to get a pic of her so you can see how absurd the accusation.

Perv's forehead starring in our companies holiday pic.

She's not in this picture because she took it. There's barely room anyway thanks to Perv's six finger forehead.

WHOA!

Warning: this video, choreographed by Twin, contains simulated fellatio and a gaping bottom with great bone structure.

Lex, Kevin, and I caught Twin's burlesque show on Friday and since I was handling the video we finally have resolution worthy of posting.

Warning: The end of this video contains harsh language.

"Like A Boss" and Going Viral

Gingerbreadmama's Gossip Wrap: Tony Romo Engaged Edition

A weekly round-up highlighting entertainment tidbits, nicely wrapped in a fluffy little bow.

The six degrees of Jessica Simpson

Everyone in her perimeter is feeling the love. Now her other ex Tony Romo is engaged. He reportedly popped the question to his girl, KDAF-TV anchor Candice Crawford (and sister of actor Chace Crawford), during her birthday celebration dinner. Maybe they should plan a three-way…wedding that is.

Breeding

Cheers to 40 year old mamas! 


Jennifer Connelly and Paul Bettany are expecting another baby. The new tot will join siblings, Stellan (7) and Kai (13). 


Mariah Carey finally admitted, to President Obama no less, that she and husband Nick Cannon are having twins. According to Nick, the president and his wife asked her if she was carrying twins. Wow, the power the President wields. Apparently running a country gives you cajones the size of Alaska to ask a pregnant woman that question. What if she was not? No Mr. President, I'm just packing on the lbs, thanks for bringing it up.

Births

One of the Hanson brothers (the youngest, Zac) and his wife just had a baby girl, Junia Rosa Ruth. Baby J, along with big brother Shepherd and their cousins, make up the nice round number of eight Hanson grandkids. Three more and they have a soccer team. 


Country crooner Josh Turner and wife welcomed their third child, Crawford Marion. It's a boy, in case the gender-ambiguous name threw you.

Where are they now?

Cry-baby days.

Now really has something to cry about.

Amy Locane, former Melrose Place-er (original flavor) and star of Cry-baby was indicted in New Jersey for aggravated manslaughter and assault by automobile, when she caused a crash that killed a woman and injured another. The mother of two admitted that she had been drinking wine prior to the accident. She is also accused of fleeing the scene of a minor fender-bender she caused minutes before the fatal crash. Her husband, a local firefighter, is apparently also a wine expert and owns a wine shop and according to sources, has also taught a wine seminar at Harvard Business School and Princeton University.

Seriously, this is beginning to sound like the plot of a Lifetime movie. Maybe Tori Spelling can play her. 

Speaking of Tori Spelling, TMZ has video of her leaving Mr. Chow last night, with help from friends to keep her upright and moving. Someone tapped into the holiday cheer a little early!

One for the Christmas card

Demi Lovato is yet another young star to fall victim to the age of technology. Pictures of her and her cleavage posing seductively in just a bra and other photos getting cozy with female back-up dancers (including the one she attacked) looking down her top have hit the 'net. The photos were taken this past summer, pre-rehab, so it's rather anti-climatic. But here's a thought for Celebrity Rehab 2011…The Youngster Addition…starring Miley, Lindsay, Demi and heck, let's toss in Taylor Momsen. Maybe she hasn't yet had an illegal substances run-in but c'mon, it's just a matter of time. At least her potty mouth, penchant for masturbation and parental issues will provide entertainment. You feeling it Dr. Drew?

New couple watch

Denise Richards admitted to Bravo's Andy Cohen that she and Nikki Sixx have been dating. She says, "the god's honest truth, we're taking it very slowly." Smart move when you are starting a relationship with a twice divorced former drug addict. Nothing screams commitment more than several notches on your bed post and track lines on your arms.

Quotes of the week


Nicholas Brendon, on the Buffy remake, ""I hope their vampires don't glitter". 


Kim Kardashian, ""I want to try to be single my whole year of being 30."