“I think on a very drawn-out scale, I think I’m on the spectrum,” said Seinfeld. “Basic social engagement is really a struggle. I’m very literal, when people talk to me and they use expressions, sometimes I don’t know what they’re saying. But I don’t see it as– as dysfunctional. I just think of it as an alternate mindset.”
Of course, Jerry Seinfeld hasn’t actually seen a doctor or been diagnosed with autism, but I’m sure he took that into consideration before launching 18,000 mommy blogs about what it’s really like to live with someone who has autism that I’ll now have to see all over Facebook when I’m trying to judge people from high school or make clever observations about how much I love burritos. My time is a precious gift.
After TMZ posted photos of Amanda Bynes sleeping inside a mall because she’s essentially homeless now, Heidi Montag has graciously shoved her breasts into the press again and offered Amanda a place to stay. But if Heidi somehow thinks that’s going to make the Internet start posting photos of her giant fake breasts again, she’s surprisingly way smarter than I thought she was because I couldn’t put these up fast enough. Are people getting brain implants now? Is that a thing? I’m not going to be able to sleep until I figure this out.
Yesterday, a widely-circulated – and still uncorrected – rumor started flying around the Internet that Jessa Duggar got caught fucking inside the church immediately after her wedding ceremony. Except with just a little bit of digging, Vince Mancini at FilmDrunk easily figured out the source of the rumor, a blog called My Life As A Stay At Home Wife And Mother! is a satire site. Not to mention this would actually require the Duggars to be interesting instead of an army for Jesus shat out of a poor woman’s vaginawhich is what they literally are. Plus these kids didn’t even kiss or “front hug” out of fear that their sex parts might feed them into the maw of Satan. No, these two play shit by the book of which I happen to have a copy of: More »
Bertney And The Key To The City
A Good Citizen Reader
Bertney loved keys. She loved keys even more than she loved having a whole day named after her because she already thought every day was named after her.
“On Bertney Day everybody goes to church. And on Bertney Day I get to put Lucky Charms in my ice cream!” she’ll tell you with glee.
But keys are very, very special. Sometimes Papa will jingle his keys in front of Bertney’s faces and before she could stop giggling, she’d wake up in bed with a new boyfriend. It was always very exciting.
“Now listen closely, Bertney Jean,” Papa said while Bertney thought about a butterfly she saw by the swing set. It had white dots on its wings! “Today, you’re going to receive the Key to Las Vegas, and it is a very special honor.”
Bertney didn’t know what any of those words meant, but she did know that keys can open doors. And aren’t food. That one took a while for her to learn. More »
Ariana Grande performed at the CMA‘s last night, but I refuse to write about that on principle, so here’s her new video for “Love Me Harder” because like I said underneath Margot Robbie‘s nipples, I’m trying to make this a happy day for everybody. In this case, dudes who like 21-year-old girls that look like they’re 12. I don’t condone your lifestlye, but dammit if I won’t squeeze a bunch of pageviews out of you before forwarding your IP address to Chris Hansen. (He’s already in your pantry. It’s too late for you now.)