Guys. If your pants are below your ass you have no right to accuse any lady of dressing slutty.

He resisted for a while and there were some legal boundaries, you know, keeping me from being near him or his family, but in the end, love overcame. And I got what I wanted. I always get what I want.

If you are feeling overly optimistic the Republican Candidates Debate is on.

One good thing about being locked in a cage: No responsibility!

I think I've always had a disconnect from what I'm supposed to be like.

The service at this airport restaurant is so bad I'm starting to panic that I'm a ghost.

I'm just happy our nations are on the same page of keeping shitty reality TV on the air. Small world!