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Hey, tadpole. I've been reading over the thread, and I have a couple thoughts for you:

When you get down to brass tacks, that concept of God becoming human in Jesus to suffer with us is the main idea of Christianity. "God so loved the world he gave his only son" is so much more moving when you take into consideration the old-school Trinity, and it's the idea that the creator of the universe so

Three words: Chop. Parcook. Freeze.

Oh my god, we were out with my boyfriend's dad and brother the other day to celebrate a birthday, and his dad picked up the tab on dessert and only left a maaaaaybe 3% tip on a $50 tab (Cheesecake Factory, which is how three slices of cake and four cups of coffee came to that much). I was absolutely horrified. Now

Lady, you win the Internet today. Congratulations!

It's essentially a new twist on my personal hell. Gyah, horrible. Just horrible.

No, not being facetious. Basically, before Vatican II, suicide was seen as someone deliberately damaging their relationship with God, denying the gift of life (although why anyone's personal relationship with their deity is anyone else's business beats the fuck outta me). Post Vatican II, it was understood to be a

Yeah, the major fallacy of the Catholic Church is that they started deciding wayyyy too many things in the middle ages, so things like mental illness, divorce, empowerment, varying gender expression, religion, sexuality, etc—all the messy parts of human existence—were codified as "wrong" for a long time. When those

Sorry, everybody, it's no longer a mortal sin. Suicide is now officially seen as a tragic outcome of troubles, not a malicious moral failing.

It was, actually. There were some "really? you did that?" moments, but it's totally worth renting from Amazon or wherever and watching on weekend night.

For real! That's actually a great logo, and I would love a tshirt with it. And my only interaction with agriculture is eating the noms at the Farmer's Market.

That is a gorgeous, ridiculous story. Thank you so much for sharing. You should write an essay or short story about your WWMRD!

What kinds of decisions and memories? May I please live vicariously through you? A happy, long-term, cohabitation relationship is awesome, but exciting it ain't.

It's my civic duty to pass on the mighty power of text alerts.

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That neck-ribbon story was one of the creepiest things I've ever read. Bleah. Start at 3:13.

Call the number. Call it now. It's awesome!

The number of exclamation points you used accurately describes my level of excitement for those episodes. Also, this.

Listen, the costume designer probably did the research, designed accurate costumes, and then the network was like, "They're not sexy enough." For real. I heard from someone working on a show about soldiers in battle that the execs once sent the note "Do they have to wear helmets?". Apparently "not fuckable enough" is

I think someone in black has to promote us? Uncertain.

What was great is that seriously, no one cared. All the patrons were excited for the play because there was a big-name director, and he doesn't have that 'star-quality' charisma that makes everyone turn around when someone like Joel McHale enters a room. He was like a little kid pretending to be invisible under a