I didn't know feminism was actually a thing until I left home and found out the country didn't run the way my mom's house did.
I leave the world in terrible turmoil. I come back, same turmoil. Nothing at all different. Well, outfits are a little different.
Horror movies don't exist unless you go and see them, and people always will.
Who is to say who is the villain and who is the hero? Probably the dictionary.
There's some great reality TV, and I'm not bagging on it completely.
Paul Hollywood's "You're under baked" is even better than "You're fired."