–We watched “My Super Sweet Sixteen” last night and I had two reactions. 1.) The girl was right. Her float did suck initially. 2.) I can understand why the girls eat this up, but can someone explain to me why the parents aren’t mortified to discover that they’ve raised an incredibly diva-esqu brat?
–Carla on the “Scrubs” repeat said that a woman had a tattoo on her vagina. Is it too much to ask that a show, even a comedy, about medicine not call a woman’s whole cooter her vagina?
–That being said, I dreamed you all were very small and I was smuggling you into prison in my cooter, so that you could keep me company. I’m not sure why I was going to prison. I do kind of like the idea of keeping fifty tiny people in my person at all times, to pull out when I need friendly support.
–Do you remember how, on WCW, fifty million refs would swarm the ring in order to sell how dangerous someone was? Why has the WWE never managed to figure out how cool that was?
–I find Sean Bean in The Hitcher commercials to be strangely attractive. When he admits that he is not good, I just want to give him a hug. Am I supposed to find him so damn hot? It seems like that would ruin the movie.