Some of the first complete sentences my kid formed for the consumption of strangers were when he calmly briefed shoppers behind us in line at the grocery about the down-there differences between boys and girls. He came to enjoy the reactions and would repeat these ad-hoc info-drops with some regularity.

No, I mean lifeblood of the earth.

Maybe they'd make a companion version, replacing the "your" with "my," that could be sent as a gift.

Everyone in that mural looks like they're holding their breath. Now we know why.

No one is being forced. They're being pressured. Snyder has the right to keep the name. Everyone who makes fun of him, or criticizes him, or refuses to do business with him, or insults him, those people are all also within their rights. Do you agree?

It might actually be a work of genius. Think of those Nigerian Banker emails — yes, they're unbelievable, but that's by design. They're written to appeal to only the most gullible of people, they don't want cautious but hopeful but skeptical respondents, those people waste the scammers' time. They want only the most…

But how long am I supposed to freeze the dough?

I'd never heard or seen the term "QUILTBAG" until your comment prompted me to look it up. Thank you for helping me learn something.

Can't even make the "not all bricks" joke.

Wait, so Joy Friedman - whose profile at Breaking Free, where she works, details her own sad history as an unwilling participant in sex trade, but no training in counseling - diagnosed this young woman based on her statements in the video, where she was using a fake name and, you know, acting? Would we watch the new…

Not all Barbies.

That only lasts until you see him in a photo with other people and realize that he's about 5'6" tall.

Yolanda gets what she wants. Or she takes it.

Today I found out that maintaining a maggot-free ass is an achievement. We win!

In fairness, the professor was threatening to give the essay a C, but Marine Todd punched him.

How can you tell how big the racists are? You must be slightly sizist.

That's a reasonable question, not a stupid one. I expect there are many different answers, but here's how I'll answer it — it's convenient for me to make instant macaroni & cheese out of a box, but I still prefer to spend the time to make it from scratch anyway.

I agree. It's not like I consciously thought, she's here alone, she must be single. I just realize, now, that, back then, it never occurred to me to wonder if she WASN'T single.

I'm a guy who never minds the company of a good book, and back when I was single, if I ever saw a woman sitting by herself in a restaurant reading a book, I was immediately intrigued and attracted. I kind of regret that I never tried to strike up a conversation with any of them. My rationalization was — she's here, by…

You think messing up everything in the universe is easy? That's just cause we make it LOOK easy.