If you kick me in the testicles, then don't get all bitchy when I punch you in the boobs.

Whether I retain the information long-term is a completely different matter. However, I can take the two seconds to remember the person's name, or to glance at his nametag or nameplate, and instead offer to treat the person with some common decency.

Failure to remember someone's name - or more boldly, stating that you don't even car about it - is an asshole move. You're saying to the person that you don't give to shits about him / her. This isn't limited to just a dining experience, but it sure does include it.

You're a moron.

"This game is sponsored by all the money Joe Buck made from blowing Madison."

Fake Chanel bro

I thought LOHANTHONY was the reason we're all talking about basic bitches:

Speaking of... and not to be a jerk, but where did you find it? There's no citation.

Unless I'm missing something, I would like to know how Michael didn't suspect that a writer for Out Magazine, a gay publication, was gay?

Cell phone companies are not really feeling unlimited data plans anymore now that we all have smartphones with the capacity to suck up tons of date.