Yes, in northern California, like in San Quentin, using the words "bitch" or "punk" isn't about homosexuality... it's just about who is getting fucked by another man. No homo.

Also a problem: tennis is boring as fuck to watch.

I don't mean to be judgmental, but the Rochester Red Wings "cheeseburger plate" actually looks like someone shit on a plate of pasta salad. Not kind of, or metaphorically. It actually looks like someone spent all night drinking Michelob light in the parking lot and then found that plate instead of the bathroom.

How much did you get PAID? And are you going to hire a nanny with that money? A nanny to work while you stay at home?