The original was in Spanish, but those are indeed the ones I was referring to. Not included: the croissant (or "medialuna") filled with dulce de leche. Those things are JUST AMAZING.

I know that I'm going to get old, or at least I hope I will. But I hope I'm never going to turn into that sort of old person. Young people are in the process of finding out what they're boundaries are. Of course they're going to be sensitive about some things than older people who've got more of it figured out won't…

Well, no. But I'm just trying to make conversation and be neighborly.

It all sounds like the Cookie Monster having a bad trip on angel dust in a rickety boxcar going at full speed to me anyway, quite frankly

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I saw a newspaper article a few months ago that reported that many of the famous names for Argentine pastries ("el vigilante," "cañones," and more) were the work of a group of anarchist-oriented bakers who wanted to poke fun at the cops. Don't know if that's exactly true, but I'd like it to be.

Good point. Some script hack at Marvel is probably smacking his forehead right now.

Didn't they tour as Bearyllium?

BUM da-dum BUM BUM, da-dum BUM BUM, da-dum BUM BUM…

Just wait 'til you turn thirty or so.

Cocaine dealers and Jay-Z get a pass, too.

Every vote counts.

Doubt it. Since no two snowflakes are alike, I expect it comes from the old adage that no two snowflakes are alike. So it gets used for a term to describe someone who thinks they're wonderfully different from others or demands unnecessary special treatment.

The President is simultaneously the most loved and hated man in America, but here's the diff: nobody's going to claim that Trump, for all of his faults, isn't an Americans, or isn't American enough to be president. He might represent the worst things about our country, but he's certainly one of us, when all's said and…

No, that was just Jimmy Paige, and probably only in the seventies.

Most of the metal people I knew in high school turned into Christians eventually. Some of them went for Mormonism. In Christianity's defense, they seemed rather happier afterwards. Of course, this was Latin America, so maybe the subcultural choices available at the time were kind of narrower than they might be now.

Ok, that's where we can agree! It's not that Trump's shortcomings weren't being covered, but the very idea that some sort of consequence-free legalistic indiscretion with documentation guidelines was in any way comparable to Trump's billion major ethical lapses and personal shortcomings was just surreal. But, you…

I'd heard this, but the amount of chatter I get out of mine still surprises me. Paco, the Argengine Siamise, flat-out yells, full-throated. He'll come into a room just to make noise at you. He settles down after he's petted, but that doesn't mean he won't get chatty again after you put him down. I wish I could ask him…

Maybe we do sort of agree: I figure that had the investigation remained open, Congressional Republicans would have started impeachment hearings for Hillary approximately three days after she took office. But she's so widely disliked on that side of the aisle that I'm sure that they would have found something…

Ah, okay. I certainly don't know who Robert P. George is.