Agree, love his articles and don’t watch the matches. Well, I watched one, but it was over as soon as Tyson chomped the guy’s ear. Really couldn’t see what the fuss over the sport was all about...maybe other matches have lasted longer?

Crying. Literally crying while I laugh. And don’t get me wrong...I’m very sorry you had to endure that. And I’m not even laughing at you. It’s the image of your brother trying to gallop out of the splash stone, all knobby knees and pants tangled around his ankles, leaving a trail of comic books (and eau de poo) in his…

Sure, but she has a real throne. She doesn't need to sit on a prop. She's pretty well known for disliking that sort of thing: "That is just a stunt, and I am not going to do it." And again: real throne!

Right? She looks cuddly and gorgeous!

Loved this, Drew; didn't think anyone could make this funny but you managed handily. I thought his disconnect was odd at first (telling the authorities he'd do it again, insisting he did nothing wrong, etc.) but as the year went on, it became downright chilling (indulging in illegal drugs while on bond for a…

"Minnesota Nice" is a pretty big lie. We're more like "Minnesota Passive/Aggressive", when not out-and-out "Minnesota Mean". But I lived in Boston for 5 years, so MN anything works great for me.

This is a brilliant, perfect explanation for why I find Goopy McOneofus so intensely annoying. Thank you!

I have friends who think my life is literally Mary Fisher's from SHE-DEVIL: tiny yappy poodles, flowing caftans, agonizing over "love button"...all of it. I kind of hated to disabuse them.

I just know he finds her enchanting. He messed up her spoons drawer and was just so gleeful and charming about it. Then he rode up to her on a white horse, romance-novel hero style. It...it might have been the greatest thing in the history of television.

THANK YOU. Who roasts someone who can't legally rent a car yet?

Not enough cowbell.

But he's wrong for being upset, and she's not at all expected to help him through those feelings?

I had an unholy craving for salt as a child. Other kids would lick their fingers and stick them in the sugar bowl for a quick lick; I would smuggle the big blue canister of salt into my bedroom at night. When I knew I wouldn't be interrupted, I'd upend the canister over my mouth: ahhhh wonderful rain of salt…

All they ever had to do was put Pacquiao in a dress. Mayweather wouldn't have hesitated to fight him.

THANK YOU. Amazing how he's telling people she's an assassin and that he had a nervous breakdown (during? because of?) watching Seven Years In Tibet, but his fans insist *she's* the nutjob.

Do it, you (Cheeseburger) Slut! Listen, I never went to college and come from a long line of substance-abusing trailer trash. (We were so proud of Aunt Janie, who made enough money to be addicted to cocaine. Everyone else had to be content with Budweiser.) It's not rocket science. You could make this happen for…

"They're just icky. I haven't read them, BUT I KNOW. It's one of my powers." Shut your novel hole, Franzen.

I read that same article, it was amazing. Just a terrible, fascinating look into not only LL's life, but how people have to interact with her: assistants, the money people, fellow actors, etc. They started out taking her at her word for everything and treating her like a pro, but every time she screwed up or lied or…

They've sold out, and the NFL is apparently claiming they were listed by error, and won't fill the orders. Guess that was too much hypocrisy to thrive on, even for them.

Good point, I didn't even think of that. And it's not like I have a hate-on toward Ryan Murphy; I thought Nip/Tuck was genius/grotesque/wonderful, and loved Murder House and Coven, and didn't *hate* Asylum, just thought it didn't measure up to Murder House. I definitely felt let down by this season, but that doesn't…