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So gross. My BF is a lot younger than I am, but he was WELL OVER 25 when we got together. Your story made me shudder!!!

Definitely!

I WOULD KILL to go to the US Open, but alas, too poor. It would have been so fun!

Huh?

The PARENTS ENCOURAGED IT!?? WHat the FUCK!? Psychos!

Ew.

That is AWFUL!!! What a horrible way to find out. I'm so sorry and angry on your behalf.

My BFs exact words: "Wow, fuck. That would fuck you up." I agree with him. Your poor butt!

Yep. I used to go every year, and this year is the first time I'm not going. It's a great event because you can get really close to the courts. Sad. : ( . Oh well, maybe next year at Rogers Cup time.

I have California downloaded and ready to go. I've heard nothing but good things.

I did it. Of course I did it. And of course I wish I hadn't. *shudder*

I was wondering if he's in the early phases of dementia. That is the only rational explanation I can think of for that dopey bunch of tweets. That or maybe his mind is squishy from silver frenzy, cause otherwise, he's a fucking dipshit.

To paraphrase every ET interview ever: "Sarah Palin...class act." (NOTE: I am being sarcastic. Why would she ever ever ever have this idiot on? Does she not vet her guests? Am I being stupid in thinking Sarah Palin ever does anything right, ever? I'm answering my own questions as I type. Never mind.)

I, too, have people telling me their life stories. I don't like it, but I also feel like if someone's telling me something that is so personal, they really need to talk about it so I let them. I also tell a neutral third party (usually my BF - he's a vault) when I can't keep my yap shut and am about to blow. The

Exactly. Legolas didn't swing and miss, the other guy blocked for Bleeber. I demand a rematch where Bleeb is alone.

I'm starting to feel the way you do. I love love love the game, but the shenanigans are too hard to stomach these days. I agree with all your points and am adding the ENORMOUS tax breaks the NFL stadiums etc. get, to your list (I'm wording it very inelegantly here). I'm considering following soccer.

How about "why did we do sex?" A la Snooki from Jersey Shore. This is my current euphemism. Me and my BF also call it "doing sexytimes". I realize neither of these could have worked for Nick. How about "sleep together"?

Ah, so he WAS a klassy guy after all.

"I'm no a snob. I ate that ramen." I want to be your best friend. F'reals.

I am DYING.