After that headline and the first couple of lines of text I thought there might have been some sappy Modern Romance column in this Sunday’s NYTimes I was going to have to back and read. I’m not sure if I’m disappointed or relieved

I think the ‘lady’ was hinting that her mom would should anyone who threatened her (the mom). It’s the mom who has a permit.

Being allowed on a base is one thing. Having ICE called and being dragged to a detention center because “your papers aren’t in order” is a whole ‘nother ball game. It’s probably no longer an issue of discretion (or over-zealousness) but part of the xenophobic policies of the cheesehead in chief.

Wait. So you’re covering a twitter beef involving Michael Fucking Rapaport as if he’s some sort or Hollywood player? MICHAEL FUCKIN RAPAPORT? “the wost kind of white man” (TM - theRoot). Cover the fact that Johannson is playing a trans person, but don’t bring that stooge into it as if he represents anything but his…

You’re hilarious.

You don’t touch babies. Period. But now I’m worried that the next baby I see in a stroller I’m going to think “Mmmm, peanut butter cups.” Thanks for that, Mr. Young.

Man, you know we’re just messing with you, right? That car out by its lonesome is just asking for company.

Yeah, well - gentrification. The urban goats only move in long after gentrification has run its course.

I thought they served chicken. Is rancid ass one of the secret menu items? Why am I the last to hear these things?

You’re absolutely right, choices do have consequences. But in this case the U.S. Open gets to decide what the consequences are. They’ve decided that pregnancy, being a completely acceptable choice for women, will have a different consequence than an injury. You may not agree, but you’re not the U.S. Open. Too bad for…

Are we sure the mistake aren’t just a clever ploy to avoid hate crime classification? “It’s not racist if we don’t say white pride!”

I’m from Michigan and I don’t even need the hand map.

In 1988 we needed to get a little truck as a second vehicle. (At that time small trucks were pretty much the cheapest thing you could buy.) I didn’t know Jack but my wife knew what she was doing so she went the first few times by herself. Not willing to beat her head against the wall she just played along, flipping…

If that’s your take of my comment, I’ve got nothing for you dude. Cry misandry all you like.

I should know better - but here goes...

I’ve been drinking craft beer for nigh on 30 years and I’m popping open a Bud this afternoon in agreement.

But is that his real hair?

Yeah, there’s some great generalizations...

Maybe you could have included some of the other quotes from Smith-Pelley:

And this article doesn’t even go deep enough to mention the