Sure, I’ll bite. So I go on a date with a girl from OKC. She has invited me to view her Fetlife page so I know what she’s about (she’s extremely subby, has an “owner” dom boyfriend, but they’re poly and I’m assured it’s fine.) When I pick her up, she’s immediately horny to the moon... about my shitty old Nissan…

Heres my take on this. She IS a child. Yes. But we need to stop acting like she cannot be held accountable BECAUSE she is a child. (and you may not have expressed this on purpose, but its the on going sentiment online)

Valieva has been happily infantilized in the press, noted for liking stuffed animals and her dreams of traveling the world.

JRR Tolkein: *Writes “Story idea: 2,000 years ago the elves fought a goblin or something?” on a cocktail napkin*

Amazon, 60 years later: We shall spend a billion dollars adapting this into five seasons of television.

Genn Hutchinson is the head writer. 

Which part? The adapting the material you don’t have the rights to part, or spending the 465 million you don’t have part?

They look pretty good but also, if you told me this was from a Final Fantasy game or something, I would believe you.

They could mail everyone in America 50 ticks with this money!

But I don’t see any reason why someone couldn’t effectively take that barebones story structure and fill in the gaps to great effect.

I’d say that 99% of the time, my shoes come off the second I walk in my door.  I keep my slippers by the door so I don’t get my socks too dirty.  When I go to my friends homes, I follow their lead.

There’s definitely more than just two.

It does happen in real life, because some people are monsters. 

Oh boy, where to even start with this. First off, I 100% think that my floors are cleaner than the soles of Kris Frieswick’s shoes. Actually, I know it for a fact: I do not have filth “all over my floors.” You know why? Because I take my shoes off at the door, and I clean my floors weekly. Second off, what must Kris…

A pretty demanding attitude you have toward people inviting you into their home. 

I don’t mind a shoes-off rule in a home, but let me know that shit BEFORE I get there. I may not have planned for such a rule and might be wearing my I’m-doing-laundry-tomorrow socks or been running around all day and my feet can build up a substantial funk. I hate fucking getting to someone’s house and they “Oh, by…

I seriously doubt that I would want someone from the WSJ editorial staff in my house in the first place. So if she wants to help with that, all the better.

I live in Canada and nobody ever wears shoes inside here (even in the summer when there is no rain/snow/etc.). To me, wearing shoes in someone’s home seems both nonsensical and disrespectful.

Sounds like you will only need around 10 hours to find out!

For once this seems like a property more appropriate for a film than a limited series.  Seeing the ins and outs of how people pull off scams like this is always interesting to me, but this was more of a Talented Miss Ripley than an extended corporate fraud.  I’m not surprised to hear it drags.

a.k.a. Anna Sorokin