I don't date outside my borough, much less outside of my neighbourhood, so five miles seems like a lot to me. But then again, LA folks drive. 3,000 miles?! The Green Latifah juice — was it necessary? "Disaster for you is a hit for me." You do have to hit those traffic goals. 2, 870 miles? No. Die Hard is not a Christmas movie and this Love, Actually slander is rude. I don't know why, but Josh's voice sounds fake. Please don't get into a phone relationship. Okay, these dick pic jokes are funny. Oh, they're in deep. Top Gun is homoerotic. This reading is sweet. Get on the plane. The shake weights . . . "The real journalists." I'm fuming. Every editorial writer ever has dealt with this. You're a real journalist. Lost luggage, classic. I'm from upstate New York and can confirm that Ubers are few and far between. Image Source: Netflix