I have farted in a restaurant. I have never farted *at* someone in a restaurant. There is a difference.

If they mean that in a Weslayan Methodist way - as in, you don’t simply have to conform to the authority of stuffed shirts in a building as the only word on what God wants, and the message isn't found in the riches of sumptuous decor - that's awesome. If they mean that in a evangelical way - as in, start preaching…

“But does that mean a skin flake that fell into the meat machine, which would be bad enough, or does it mean something far worse? “

Pilot Razorpoint.

Pilot Razorpoint.

I love that “Not actual gameplay” was written in small type as the X-Wings tore down the busy avenue.

One word: Lateralpalooza.

“You" means "generic second person," as in any random reader, not you, specifically. Sorry.

Yeah, but that “look at me” campaign actually raised nearly 100 million for ALS. That was documented. Offshoot campaigns like “Let’s Whip GAN” raised enough money for their initial clinical trial on a disease that, though related to ALS, is so rare that it had no chance of funding for its specific needs. Because of…

My favorite lineup was always Frank vs. Verne. Because both rooms looked great in very different ways.

Some people have actually copied that look on purpose:

I remember her covering the Baptist minister's kitchen in wine bottle labels. She knew how to keep getting called back to the show.

“People also struggle with basic Spanish vocabulary and an understanding of basic Mexican dishes, so I have to do a lot of explaining—the differences between burritos and enchiladas, etc.”

Yeah, I’ve had really good white chocolate, but I’ve had some nasty old cocoabutter sauces. An accidental substitution with a fresh sour cream would be an improvement on the latter. On the other hand, if the blondies had nasty cheap sauce, I wouldn’t have regularly ordered it every week like this guy did.

“The Americano guy licked his finger and put it into the pile of old grounds that accumulates at the bottom of a store grinder.”

Nah, you're close. If you stuck Eric Nally (the rival singer from Macklemore's "Downtown" video) into Macklemore's outfit, you'd have the look.

Yes.

The point isn’t whether this realistic trauma the most terrifying thing in the book. The point was, this woman’s trauma is bad enough it’s been employed in horror fiction.

Her injuries sound like the result of dragging.

Yes, it is horrifying. Stephen King used it in Gerald’s Game. Even then, he did not use it on a face.

There is a ton of German WWII prizes floating around because everybody is chucking it from their great-great-grandpa’s attic. The museums are tired of the average SS pin. They will probably say, "Thanks, but no thanks." Preserve the stuff, and in the box include a detailed note about your grandfather. The man danged…