Good Lord, ok, I saw this in Chicago opening night, and the audience wasn't AS bad, but there were still horrifying reactions. These mostly consisted of laughter in parts that were insulting to women, and the same restless murmuring/shifting when Julianne Moore showed up that you describe. The girl beside me, who was…

She says it's "biker chick," and while I have no idea where she got that phrase from

My favorite part of the Daily Mail article is they say the couple is from "Dallas, America."

This is the spiffiest. And I thank you for writing it.

"Government Slutdown" is my favorite thing that's happened today.

The bacula in question belong to a large primitive bear, known by its friends and penis-bone-enthusiasts as Indarctos arctoides.

WHAT IS THAT EFRON GIF FROM GOOD LORD

Every. Single. Damn. Time. that I have been to Red Lobster, the wait has been at least an hour and so I have left. Therefore I have no firsthand knowledge of their food, but I know that people in the Chicago suburbs seem pretty damn fond of it.

#5 makes me once again delighted that you're writing for Jezebel.

I was totally set to google that, damnit.

SOMEONE MAKE BRYAN FISCHER STOP SAYING THINGS

I mean, they're a subgroup of NOM, which is a rapidly dying organization now that its funding keeps getting cut, and cut, and cut. The Mormons have (for now) backed off from gay marriage, so it's pretty much the Catholics, and the Ruth Institute is one of the grossest manifestations of Catholic doctrinal…

But do YOU like him.

Oh yeah, it's the worst. Their leader calls herself Dr. J and is one of the most vile women I've ever heard speak. Ever.

Not sure how to feel about this. On one hand, his stances are still that all these things are wrong; he just feels that there is too much focus on them. And, I mean, the latter part is true. But it's not like he's actually being revolutionary — he's just making the Catholic Church sound SLIGHTLY less dickish.

Not enough groups for straight people in this world, amirite?

WHY ARE YOU INSISTING ON THIS, HOLLYWOOD. WHY.

"Without a word, the two parted — their grassy, gnawy moment gone but never forgotten. She would remember it years later, in a café in Brussels. Was it but a fevered dream? No. It was real. He was real. But they would never meet again. His last thoughts were of her, as his frigate went down off the Barbary coast. 'The…

Maybe I've been hanging out in Boystown too much, but those don't look weird on him.