I was thinking about that the entire time reading the article.

A law professor I had was fond of the expression: if you pay peanuts, you’re going to get monkeys.

I loved that line reading - all it was missing was "MARCIA! MARCIA! MARCIA!"

Car on a Hill! I am so crazy about that one.

I had a friend like this for several years. Cut her out of my life two years ago and it was the best decision I've ever made.

I would love a story from the POV of their kid, deciding to get back at his/her parents for whatever reason. Maybe turn the tables - Amy thinks the kid is telling the truth, Nick is certain kid is lying, hijinks ensue.

I am an adult who has asthma, and I'm not sure what this has to do with anything - I keep my pills and inhalers on me at all times. My wallet weighs more, ffs.

I'm not sure why that's a bad thing...

Okay, thank you for posting this. Because as a person who is allergic to ibuprofen and has horrendous cramps, I got really excited by the headline. Fucking hell.

Bey and Jay will respond after the convulsive laughter subsides.

A nice bottle of her favorite booze, perhaps? (apologies in advance if she doesn't drink!)

Holy balls, you nailed it so hard I felt the reverb for miles.

Learned this one the hard way. I just started a new job and I can't believe how much better my life is now already.

While this story is lovely, when I've had some personal crises in the past I relished the fact that I didn't have to talk about it at work. I was grateful to be able to turn that part off for a few hours and focus on being productive and to get away from what was going on at home. I don't think I'd be comfortable…

Yes!!

Aw. My parents always made both my sister and I feel special on Valentine's Day, which I am possibly slightly more grateful for in retrospect, but I was also kind of grateful for at the time (hard to be ungracious when Godiva is involved). But my parents are the reason I never totally hated the day. Yay for more…

Are you guys going to see A Good Day to Die Hard as well? Husband and I are having burgers and then heading to see this, and I couldn't be more excited.

The worst that I remember (and please take into account that I've also spent Valentine's Day with bronchitis, the flu, a broken ankle and other ailments) was one that I had high hopes for despite being single: a bunch of us single ladies decided to go out drinking together, because friendship! and fun! and sisterhood!…

In my time on this Earth, I've met few headaches that Excedrin couldn't destroy. The stuff is magical if you can handle the caffiene. (And I barely can, it makes me anxious and jittery, but if my headache is bad enough, I deal). I am allergic to ibuprofen, so that's about my only option.

No. I 'm saying that students with different abilities should be placed in classes that reflect those abilities. What does anyone get out of forcing disparate groups together? The top tier is bored, the middle tier is struggling, and the bottom tier is lost. They are better served being separated based on ability…