Favstar gets even better if you sign in.
Hey God, can you just untag me from last night?
I thought having a terrible song stuck in my head was rough until I spent a day with the Fargo accent trapped in there.
Ugh. The Kiss Cam caught me eating a Dodger Dog again.
For sale: baby shoes, too small for Zooey Deschanel.
I don't know, guys. Show the generation BEFORE ours a Walkman and they might have tried to fuck it.
"No sulking, dipshit" is enough of a moral code for me to live by.
What kind of a degree do you need to become one of those scientists who studies how many spiders we eat at night?
Angel Pagan has the most internally conflicted name in baseball.
Y'all getting up to some good dayenuing out there tonight?
17 Totally Incredible and Completely Misleading Headlines
Watch like no one's dancing.
If I started wearing a bolo tie as a necklace, how many of you would choke me with it?
Liana Maeby added the past life event "Halcyon Days" to her timeline.
Construction on Wilshire. I guess they're digging up another mastodon.
The monologue I just delivered while trying to figure out if this is a Mumford song could have been written by David Mamet.
Well, we know the Cosmopolitan Las Vegas isn't going after the epileptic demographic.
My charity organization pledges to save dolphin tattoos from later-in-life cover-ups.
The difference between intellectual curiosity and pretension might just be the ability to keep the former to your goddamn self.
Bury me in the Valencia filter.
Just once, I'd like to see a comment about the current state of television from Rob Thomas, the Matchbox Twenty guy.