I work at an orthodox boys’ school. Long sleeves, long skirts, and nothing low cut. I do, however, pair my low-top chucks with my outfits on a regular basis.

Lifelong NH resident here—I immigrated to Canada in 2003. A couple of months after I left, the Old Man in the Mountain fell, then NH got a heroin (!?) problem, and asshats like this guy started becoming common, rather than fringe.

They opened that fridge, and I actually yelled at the TV, “OH MY GOD SNACK PACK PUDDING CANS I TOTALLY REMEMBER EXACTLY HOW THEY TASTE”. My husband, who’s British and missed most of our North American pop culture touchstones, just looked at me like I had briefly lost my mind.

Helen.

Same here. My grandfather, born and bred New Hampshirite, was a staunch Republican all of his life—and he was NOTHING like these people I see claiming to be Republicans. We never agreed on much politically, but there was still respect there.

I straight-up thought they were sitting in a coffin when I glanced at the lead photo.

Same here. And I’m a goth, and people think *I’m* morbid.

Christine, part II.

Fuck a bunch of geese. Ill-tempered snakes with wings.

I cannot get this association out of my head—every time I see Junior, I think of this Star Trek guy:

I swear to god I keep waiting for him to snap into his transformation to an alien from the 1984 “V” tv series.

Whoever did her makeup has never done makeup meant to be seen through the lens of a camera.

I said, the first time I saw her on The Tudors, that if Hollywood ever dares to remake Gone with the Wind—she is the ONLY Scarlett.

Thank you. That was full of awesome.

I just ugly snort-laughed. Well done. =D

Well, that would have helped get the BernieBro vote on board.

Ooooh....new book! Thank you!