When date night goes south…
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And you were a lot more handsome with your mouth shut.
This might be one of my favorite break up excuses, ever.
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Well, he’s got a type, ladies!
Ever get awkward charitable help–that you didn’t quite want–from a significant other?
I don’t think I’m going out on a limb here by suggesting this guy was joking about the hooker… But really? Is that supposed to be cute? Funny? Cute and funny? Because I got a little nauseous.
Or maybe he wasn’t joking.
Mixing money and man-love is probably not a good idea to begin with. But when poor decisions get rubbed in your face…
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Clueless or classless? You decide.
My new show opens tonight, so I thought I’d get a little personal.
Guess what? I am.
Guess what else? Surprise! I don’t look for a parent in my boyfriend. Sometimes this site is cathartic for me, too.
Never let somebody else tell you who or what to be. Especially not in the name of love. That’s not love.
Now, fun fact: I happen to agree with him. Actually spending every waking moment with this guy sounds like some kind of terrible. But he loses points for delivery. Because, quite frankly, nobody wants to date the literal doctor. Well, okay, Linsday does. But let’s face it, she sets the bar pretty low.
Happy Memorial Day! I hope everybody enjoyed Arrested Development Day yesterday! I want you all to appreciate that it’s taking every ounce of my self control right now not to turn this entire website into pure Arrested Development fan fiction.
And now, without further ado, here’s some jerk one of you dated:
At least she knows what she wants! Oh wait . . .
And the ever classic, ever clueless:
It sort of has a timeless ring to it, doesn’t it? Almost poetic in its simplicity.
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