Thanks for this, and thanks for pointing out exactly what was wrong with that recent “I love my fat wife!” post. You got it exactly right: his main point wasn’t that the world was f’ed up with body shaming, it was “Look how cool I am!” We can do without those posts for an hour or two, white guys.

Don’t hurt me, but at some point don’t Rihanna fans say, “Okay, girl, maybe put the boobs away for a photo or two”?

I was around when Warhol was alive and you wouldn’t believe his lousy reputation. He was a total sellout, making those multiple silk screens (or having his assistants make them, more likely) of anybody who’d fork out something like $20,000. And the worst people did it in an attempt at credibility — I’m thinking of…

That’s a whole nother problem.

His t-shirt: “ACCEPTING APPLICATION 4A SUGAR BABY”

It makes two people happy and it cuts your calorie intake in half. That’s why couples should share dessert too, including ice cream cones.

I get pissed off shen I look at the men accompanying women in burkas. They’re all in polo shirts and dockers and jewelry, like “I’m glad I get to look like a regular person!”

It’s not like she bought half of Hormel and started screaming about the glories of Spam. She bought it because she believed in it, and now she’s pushing it because she believes it. You can actually be honorable and a spokesperson (look under “Kardashian” for the other extreme).

I know! Forcing me to stare at those gross hairless legs, and creepy-smooth feet with tiny knuckles. Ew!

If you’re building a conclusion around the fact men’s legs are ugly (“hairy shins and exposed, ashy ankles”) when in a similar argument you wouldn’t say women’s legs are ugly, you are a douchebag.

You know what? I disagree with my own comment. It prioritizes my feelings as an LGBT person.

> Morgan was castigated for going on

I can’t get past the idea there’s more than one joke here.

Wait wait wait. You missed the saddest part! The reporter pointed out that Ms. Smith was publicly outed as a lesbian at the age of like NINETY. Her reply? “Yes, I probably should have come out earlier.” YA THINK?

Trump is 71. The only time you’ll hear banging from his bedroom is when he had too many Hot Pockets for lunch.

I’m with you.

Sometimes in NYC you can find a line at the Uggs store. No New Yorkers in the crowd: tourists bring their bad taste here.

The problem is none of these things happened so guessing is just a waste of time. Unless you can somehow draw a line between “The Nazis lose” and “Donald Trump becomes president.”

Let me ask something in all seriousness. Mr. Kelly is sexually active in unconventional ways but his partners are of age and consensual. How is this article not slut-shaming him?

Great! Dance naked in the rain. Date 20-year-olds. Record a disco album. Don’t steal gum from Wal-Mart.