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I think it would have been completely believable if the author or the movie producers had referenced some sort of ethnic cleansing during the first rebellion that lead to the Hunger Games. I'm glad Collins didn't do that because I thought the racial implications that she did include were important.

If He did, I might have gone to church more often. Jonathan Frakes is HOTT.

Promoted for being an awesome parent or future parent. :)

I thought the fancy police term was "pandering," but apparently not. "Pimping" sounds so slangy to me too.

I won't lie: I think that dinosaur-shaped chicken nuggets are awesome. I would eat them right this minute. They're nuggets! Of dinosaur! Who doesn't love that?

Pretty much my entire goal as a parent of two young daughters is to turn them into radical lesbian storm troopers. That would be awesome. Maybe I could get them matching outfits.

I'm a soon-to-be RN. I love blood and gore—the more traumatic the injury, the better, as far as I'm concerned. I love bones poking through skin and find gangrene ridiculously awesome.

Never heard of Jesse Williams; just Googled him; YES. That is Finnick. No one else need audition for the role. Check that off the to-do list.

I'm in almost the same situation—before I was married, there was only one single other person in the United States who had my exact same name, and I'm distantly related to all of the thirty or forty people who have my same maiden name. Then I got married, and my husband's last name is also extremely rare, even in

Promoted for awesomeness.

At first, I was like, "Goddamn it, what the hell is this fresh shit?" and then I was like, "Wait, that's kind of funny!" and then I was like, "Way to wrap it up, dude! That last line was perfection." Nice.

Yup, it's totally a thing. I have congratulatory notes from two different presidents for my wedding and the births of my kids. You can get them for most anything—graduations, anniversaries, even funerals. Just send an invitation to the White House. It's awesome!

My God, I am 34 and I look older than her. She looks amazing.

Totally! It's a surprisingly great show—the premise seems kind of cheesy, but my husband and I watched the pilot and were instantly addicted. It's a mandatory part of our week now, and it's probably the only show we don't DVR; we actually make sure to watch it as it airs so we don't have to wait!

You've already gotten lots of good shoe advice, but I have some unrelated advice: jumping jacks. Seriously. Like, work up to a 100 a day (not necessarily all at once, but in total). I had HORRIBLE plantar fasciitis for years; it was tolerable when I worked in an office, but then I started RN school, and I thought I

I feel like that nickname is unnecessarily insulting to nice penises and all decent older men named Richard. ;)

It's terrifying that I have actually heard women say most of this in absolute earnest.

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I've heard that several times—it's more effective to ask what kind of people you have sex with, rather than whether you're gay, straight, or bi, because people will be more honest.

Now I really, really want some custard. Yuuuuummmm, custard.