I screamed "WTF!" when Alcide got it (I was alone in the house). And the whole time Sookie was whining, I thought "You stupid turd! You don't love him? FINE THEN. I WILL! Move aside, gap-toothed, fairy lady!"

He's so damn hot he makes me want to weep. And he has no problem being naked. That makes me weep tears of joy.

I pictured a grubby, drunk Tyrion Lannister. Oscar works too, though.

This book is next on my book pile. I've heard such good things.

Totally agree. Dark Places was great. Gone Girl was okay, but I love David Fincher, so I think it will be a good, creepy movie.

YAY, fellow person who was in Saudi for a bit. We lived at Seaview. They built a separate residence with its own security for all the single dudes who were up to do the aerospace stuff, but they shared the facilities (pool & tennis court) and this guy was an American dude. He was awful. I was only there for 2…

People RELENTLESSLY hit on me on planes. I have learned to get on a plane and immediately fake that I'm sleeping, or I put on headphones. It's better that way.

I LOVE this. LOVE.

I had a drunk asshole corner me in a pool while my dad stood there (I was 17 at the time) not realizing what was happening. Said drunk then apologized to me a few days later, and I said, "That's fine, but if you ever do it again, I'll report you to the cops." This is in a compound in Saudi Arabia when we lived…

NO. He did NOT pop out of the paper box. Come on. That is amazing. THIS is my favorite story.

Similar thing happened to me. Waiting at a streetcar stop at a major intersection, after an early dinner with a friend (MAYBE 9pm). Wearing non-sexy clothes. Car stops at the light and says something in Spanish. I gave him a "huh?" look, and he goes "Aren't you Spanish?" I go, no. And he goes. "It means…

Your CEO is awesome.

Oh. Holy. God. That is DISGUSTING.

My jaw dropped. Literally dropped. Holy hell that guy's an ass!

ezackly.

I guess he really believes in those Conservative family values. No, wait...

I was going to comment, partially agreeing with you: "Ben, honey, she's a pro. And she's professionally fleecing you."

I dumped one of my friends for many reasons, but this was the kicker. She was a big gal, refused to work out, spent thousands on fad diets and was ALWAYS on a diet. She couldn't drink or have bread or eat sugar because of all her made up diets (she wouldn't see a nutritionist or follow a diet book/plan), so every…

I just about died at that answer. I admire the waitstaff for not cracking up in his face.

I dislike the Beatles as well, and I get shouted down, or sneered at and told "I don't understand." Whatever. I'm glad others agree with me. And Justin Bieber modelling his career on Michael Jackson's is downright frightening.