When I was a little kid, I talked ALL the time about how I was going to marry MJ. Sounds like we think alike.

Oooooh, I like it! I wasn’t really big on him, but all the comments in this thread have piqued my interest. I’m going to listen to more of his stuff.

I have only heard two of The Weeknd’s songs (meaning I’m an expert), but I feel like he’s trying to really hard to be 80’s-era Michael Jackson. Am I wrong?

If you didn’t throw them out, there might be a way to save them.

Today I was reminded that the guy on SNL Celebrity Jeopardy is not actually Burt Reynolds. I was like, “Oh my gosh, what happened to Burt—oh yeah.”

Ok, so in “St. Vincent,” Naomi Watts plays a genial hooker opposite Bill Murray. And now in “Rock the Kasbah,” Kate Hudson plays a genial hooker opposite Bill Murray. They both have funny accents. I just...can’t. I’m glad I’m not an actress, because if I was offered the part of the genial hooker sleeping with Bill…

That’s a little scary. Your niece could get into a lot of trouble while her mother’s head is buried in the sand.

I taught that book to 11th graders, but I think 9th graders would be totally fine with the content. The rape scene is not graphic at all. Much less graphic than the Les Mis movie I remember. I wonder how she explained the whole illegitimate child/prostitution thing to a 5th grader?

I forgot to mention that they had almost finished the book at this point. Her daughter was already ruined forever! My colleague didn’t even fight it. She knew a hopeless cause when she saw it.

When I taught, my fellow teacher had a mother object to her daughter reading “The Outsiders,” which I think has cigarettes and a knife fight in it. The girl’s chosen alternative was “The Hunger Games.” I am not making this up. The girl was also a big fan of the Twilight series.

I went on study abroad to Spain, and a lot of the host families were kind of mean and stingy with us. One day at school, I saw girls from my program stealing wads and wads of toilet paper. It turns out their host mother had rationed their toilet paper after catching them in the extremely wasteful act of wiping their…

The “oh my gosh the cool guy realized I’m alive” syndrome is how I ended up dating a gay guy. I even thought he seemed kinda gay, but he was cool and paying attention to me so who cares? It didn’t go well.

I realize I’m a few days late, but the “nurse chick” is named Denise and she’s a full doctor.

I was thinking maybe she’d get together with Heath, even though he has a terrible, terrible wig. Did he die? I can’t keep track of all the new people getting eaten.

On the Douche Scale, this guy is a full blown DoucheBattlestar Gallactica, which is the highest level of douche, well above the douchebag, douchecanoe, and douchebarge levels.

Not all Christian sects have this view of heaven. Also, Purgatory is originally a Catholic thing, and even they now say that unbaptized babies will go to heaven.

Don’t worry; that cockroach was much, much bigger than a raisin.

Once I was on study abroad in Mexico, and when I poured out my cereal, a cockroach fell into my bowl. And now I have the jibblies.

How could she if she lives in the same small town as her abuser? The whole thing is vomit-inducing.

Maybe my nerd was showing, but I was too distracted by the “black stormtrooper” thing. First of all, even if there was one, they never take their helmets off, so how would we even know he was black? Second of all, it’s impossible, because the stormtroopers are all clones. Third of all, they are all clones of a Māori…