I enjoyed the article, so thank you for pulling back this particular curtain, but HILARIOUSLY, the ad on the bottom left of the page is for the new Assassin’s Creed. Yay?

Trump.

I know right?!? Its like, hey you’re interested in something that you view as very important and defining about yourself, please don’t expose me or anyone else to it.

I mean, really, we should all just be people who have interesting dislikes, and share them readily with the world, because others need to conform to our…

Since my son was born, all 21 months ago, I have made 0 friends.

Sweaty, slighly rancid onions is what it tastes/smells like. But if you’re of a certain disposition, its fucking great. But that’s a very specialized taste.

Obviously, I love Durian, but I understand sweaty rancid onions is not most peoples thing.

As a new father, I completely understand and agree. Good luck to you and your family.

Speak up when it doesn’t feel good. Remember that practice makes perfect, but communication improves performance. Go slow until that thing in your head says “Must. Go. Faster.”

I am at once both disappointed that I missed this new technological age of hook ups and surprised that I was apparently raised by statistically unusual parents.

As hetero, male, white, average-where-we’re-discussing (ok, ok, slightly shorter than average), I was raised to believe that naked times called for everyone to…

That counter-point, while valid that games are different to movies, is invalidated as soon as the VHS/DVD/Blu-Ray is recognized.

Yes, more of this. Clearly, a man has no place in taking ownership of the life he contributes 50% of his DNA to creating. Really, what needs to happen is that men are excluded from all aspects of pregnancy, so that they can instead save their energy to legislating what sort of medical procedures are allowed during…

White, hetero-normative, born male, (I don’t know more terms that further explain that I am exactly who you are imagining when the term “white people” is used, brown hair and blue eyes and penis and everything), and let me definitively state, AFFIRMATIVE ACTION is fucking great.

Not even close. Like you’re the furthest you could possibly be from “it” that you could get before you started circling back.

It was a blog, written in piecemeal chapters, revised with advice/guidance from actual rocket scientists, before being polished into an ‘e-book’ (all the kids these days love em), and available…

Is it wrong that I want to know how they feel about the Iran nuclear deal?

Like its Good for Obama (-1), Bad for Israel (or so Netanyahu claims; +1), Bad for Weapons Manufacturers (-1), Republicans are against it (-1), Prevents Iran from getting nuclear weapons (+1). I’ll admit I can’t do Racist Math (I skipped that…

That background beat... its the Nick Jonas “Jealous” song right?

I literally just starred every response that shut you and the entitled misconception of “my condition means I get to be shitty to others.”

As a Type 1 diabetic who has to determine if there is unmentioned sugar in my foods at restaurants, has to constantly deal with “regular” sodas being delivered instead of diet, and…

As a Type 1 Diabetic who occasionally forgets that I, ME, MOST IMPORTANT ON MY LIST OF WHO’S FUCKING IMPORTANT, am a diabetic, I think Frazzled Mom of Tornado Children deserves a little fucking slack.

Would you like to feel like your coffee is kissing you back for your first few sips in the morning? Then you need a milk frother.

No desire to french kiss your french roast? Keep on livin’.

Would you like to feel like your coffee is kissing you back for your first few sips in the morning? Then you need a…

Your first sentence... screwed up by the seventh word. Lets try reading the url, or hell the TITLE, before you decide that the article is somehow in error.

So its a shitty subscription based retro experience?

So its a shitty subscription based retro experience?

Ok, so I don’t really get some of the advertised features of this thing.

Ok, so I don’t really get some of the advertised features of this thing.