Of course they aren't. Blaming "men" is just as stupid as blaming "women," and I'm not suggesting anyone do that. Ultimately, it's everyone's job to take responsibility for their own lives, including their lack of a romantic partner.

This can happen, even to nice guys who really are nice. It's not as simple as feeling like you're "owed" a fuck. It's got a lot more to do with self-confidence and not portraying yourself as a "datable" person.

You don't have to ask to parody something. That's why we call it "fair use."

Because Barney and Macy's are the ones alerting the police to intercept the shopper outside the store, challenging their right to have legally purchased something they just legally purchased. This isn't the cops randomly stopping someone carrying a belt, or a bag. It's a tag-team intervention.

Here's what happened, at least at Barney's.

He must've served them faguccini.

I'm not claiming they do. I'm making the point that "hours worked per week," is not the sole measure of difficulty. 12 hour shifts are harder than eight hour ones, on many people.

Myrna,

Pay your employees more, and they don't need to work so much.

"He," "It", "Thing," and "This one."

I doubt the comedian stood up and said: "Hey, "He, it, thing, and This One," could you come here?

Comedians use humor — sometimes raunchy humor. True enough. But there's a profound difference between poking fun at a group (particularly a group you yourself belong to) and poking fun at one, specific person.

Well, you know what they say. Sarcasm, sufficiently advanced, is indistinguishable from a troll with that opinion.

As a straight male: I don't let anyone use tears as a weapon against me.

This reminds me of something I've read before:
A slut is a woman who will sleep with anyone.

Chelleking,

Girl: "Mom, I want to wear this."
Mom: "Those shorts are slutty."

Please don't tell me teenagers possess the sophistication NOT to hear "I'm a slut" when told "That looks slutty." This is a parent holding something up and saying: "Sluts wear this." Meaning: "If you don't want to be a slut, DON'T DRESS LIKE THAT.

My favorite: "I can't pretend to be someone who makes $25,000 a year."

Except when it isn't. I agree with you that a cat panting is *generally* a cat in distress. But I've seen cats pant when excited, nervous, or after serious playing. Most cats, if stuck in blinds and genuinely unhappy about it, have a OH SHIT I'M STUCK IN BLINDS FLAIL WITH ALL THE POINTY PARTS response.

"Thermostats of morality."

Ahh. I understand the distinction you are drawing now.