Based on my exhaustive scientific study of this topic, I concur.

Dartmouth men, on the other hand, are a whole other story.

Every time Ewan McGregor shows his penis in a movie, an angel gets his wings, or something.
During my first trip to London in college I was shocked by a sign that read "Please don't stamp out your fags on the carpet."

Also, we need to make more use of the word snog.
I'm kind of hoping Kim pulls a Lysistrata. "Reggie - I'll get back with you but won't do ANYTHING until the Dolphins win a fucking game."
I couldn't agree more!
I bet she has red roots too!
I think of my doorman as the last line of defense between me and an angry wife.
Somewhere, a gate agent is high fiving her friends and cackling uncontrollably.
I'm a Westchester girl myself (not St. Brendan's) but all of my St. Brendan's friends had the same stories (and I think one of them made out with that religion teacher).
In their defense (or defence), snog is a pretty useful word.
I don't get a douche-y vibe. I get a stoned vibe. Very very stoned.
Baby Girl Beckham? Ah, that explains the especially bright star in the sky last night.
He looks like something floating in my grandmother's pool.
Every little girl should have a copy of that book. It is my standard baby gift because girls are never too young to learn that lesson!
All are delightful ways to spend your time in Amsterdam, yet, just a wee bit better after a quick trip to the coffee shop.
Thank goodness no one was there to photograph me taking a dive in the bar. Good times. I'm going to miss that place and especially Elaine.
Hmm. Guess I have to head for Texas because I have never seen one in New York. Maybe Andy Cohen has a few extra.
I am thoroughly confused by this Skinny Girl line. I am extremely fond of the cocktails yet I have NEVER seen Skinny Girl anywhere except on a Bravo show.
In my head, my dog refers to me as "mistress" and pledges her undying affection. In reality, it's more like "bitch where's my squeaky toy?"
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