All this stuff is actually higher in calories and saturated fat than 80/20 ground beef (although it is zero cholesterol), and saturated fat is what I have to watch. So, if I’m going to have a burger a month (or so) I’m going to have a real one.  Yes, they’re better for the planet and all, but they’re also kinda not…

Flavoring compounds and chemicals that were never intended to be heated and then inhaled are safer? You should talk to a pulmonologist about this, because pulmonologists tend to be horrified by the entire phenomenon.

Also, the plural for Kleenex is “Kleeneces.”

Subway’s food is so vile that I expect this could actually be one of their least offensive offerings, except for the bread of course, every loaf of which is apparently put through a de-flavorizing machine before service.

I note that McDonald’s food would be inedible at the 30-minute mark. Their food seems to me to have a half-life of about four minutes (the point which half of its edibility has vanished).

An opinion stating it’s critically absurd that most of the Hugos were won by women this year, and that the award should be renamed the Hugoette? Such a sexist and puerile opinion invites such a response.

If you are who you claim to be on this forum, you should be doubly ashamed of the “Hugoette” comment. For fuck’s sake.

We have a lemon tree that produces far more than we (and our neighbors) can use, and this is a perfect use for the ones that fall on the ground. Lemon smells nicer than vinegar, too.

Is this what you talk about at your meetings of the He-Man Woman Haters Club, little boy?

Nope. In my city Parking Enforcement would have been there inside of 15 minutes, gleeful as they are to extract their tow-and-ticket revenue from the scofflaw. I would have had my phone out calling them the instant I saw this.

If “law enforcement” wanted people’s selfies for facial maps they have ... the entire internet to which people have been uploading selfies for years and years.

THE RUSSIANS ARE COMING, THE RUSSIANS ARE COMING!!

Dickishness seems to be yours, though.

1. His wife doesn’t trust him to be in the company of another woman without trying to fuck her.

Oh sure, but for now I’ll skip the cream. But when I’m 80 ... I’ll have the feckin’ cream.

These days I wish people would keep their supernatural superstitions to themselves and with regard to my and my husband’s lives, and the lives of our entire community, to mind their own fucking business, quite honestly.

I stopped reading when you said “God.”

I’m not sure if I’ll go quite that far (it’s an expensive habit), but I’m surely going to stay tipsy all day, like the Queen Mother did. I might just be a lady and wait until the chimes of noon for my first gin & Dubonnet, though.

Dear James Fields: Die in prison, motherfucker.