As a picky eater, I generally get really pissed off at people like you who push food on people. Some picky eaters, in fact a lot of picky eaters, aren't picky by choice. We simply cannot digest whatever thing it is you want us to eat. And no matter how often you whine at me to "just try a little, it can't hurt you",…

I'm at the age where I assume everyone fucks, and the kid is a by-product of either a biological urge to replicate and pass on their DNA or a really stupid decision.

Admittedly, the caffeine is still worming into my brain, but this read as "My exceptional child is exceptional and eats adult foods, but I don't want to pay for a full portion. So stop feeding your kids shitty convenience foods."

I just want people to stop bringing their babies to bars. That shit is annoying.

Is he also a frontier doctor?

No comments yet that the person behind the locked door asking Sam if Dany has arrived was Jorah? Yeah, that was totally Jorah.

I find it interesting that they paint her crazy and not crazy and drunk as they did in the books.

I read Euron as Tom Hardy's cut-rate non-Union Mexican equivalent.

I think the main force of them may have been farther out, around Hardhome while some "scouts" were around the Wall. Considering that any corpse can become a walker, it's not hard to imagine that they can raise a small force of them right quick, like at the cave of the Three Eyed Raven, but massing the main body of…

Pretty much.

I periodically plug his name into Spotify and am amazed at exactly how many of his songs I can sing along to. Ahhh, how I miss 120 Minutes on MTV!

Bouncing Souls and Less Than Jake. Both seemed to be playing near me at least once a month during my four years of college. Bouncing Souls was my first non-festival show ever. It was the Maniacal Laughter record release party and it was fucking awesome. And now I live at the Jersey Shore and I trip over those guys…

The Clinton campaign realized that? Really? Then why the fuck didn't they campaign in Michigan and Wisconsin?

Oh, we've already lost. You just didn't notice.

Yeah, Stalin was purging the Red Army officer in 1941.

So the point being, if something that was already there when you moved in, like the furnace, was to go on the fritz, who would be responsible for paying for it? The owner? If so, how do you let him know his shit is broken? That's how you should approach this.

Do they reimburse you? Does that include appliances?

You should do your due diligence though. How do you contact them if something breaks? You should also put the money in escrow should they come calling for it.

Ahhh. I've literally had the same one since I was like 13. It survives because I leave it across the room and thus can't throw it across at a wall when it goes off at 5 AM.

It's completely underrated, even more so when you know someone named Hope, especially when that person turns out to be a cheating junkie crack whore trailer park teen mom of two. (My buddy has bad taste in women.)