Speaking of It's Always Sunny, the characters don't have WPP (just gonna say it that way), but they act like they do.  The selfishness is so myopic that they really can't conceive of letting anyone of any race into their group when they already kinda hate each other.

I'm always up-to-date on the latest racisms.

I hate to compliment a stranger, but you're quite right on that point.  Women usually make these stories about womankind, though to be fair, they have that kind of empathy and don't really have a whole lot else to enjoy from their perspectives.

For a column called "For Our Consideration", many of these articles feel like commands.  Telling me to do something makes me less likely to consider doing it.

I think Noel Murray said that he didn't like that comparison (despite calling it astute), but his irritation stems more from the use of "white people problems" rather than agreeing that a show about well-off white men who drink, smoke, and are free is comparable to slavery in America.

I'm black, and I'm still pissed that the Hurricanes sucked this year…AGAIN!

I don't know any white people who say that, but then I know white people who only know the Williamsburg of colonial times.

Well, now I don't feel like fucking him so hard.

The Chosen People don't name their kids Chris?  Oh, right…no, I get it.

Don't they have tacos in Britainland?  And I'm just not into Mexican men; I'm more into tall quiet Europeans.  And those dogs were adorable; shame on Andy for not wanting to diaper them.

Hey, I didn't know where the lady had vanished!  But I saw Flightplan before, so I kinda figured it out.

That's one weird porno.

His name is Brett, not Brent.  But I agree, nice to see Ben Stiller just being one of the comedy people again.  Reminds me of when I heard about The Ben Stiller Show.

You severely lack the wit of Sean O'Neal nor the ability to recognize a joke.

Oklahoma was pro-bullying propaganda, basically.  All the pretty good Oklahomans hated that one weird farmhand who just liked the pretty girl, and they make him pay for being different.

At least seventies boobs have made a comeback in the independent movie scene.  The asses I weren't crazy about.

I wish there was a song to represent my negative opinion of the police for choking me.

You get one five-minute rape scene where you're unconscious and riddled with AIDS, and suddenly people don't want to see your face.

My name is Raheem, and I've been to Bed-Stuy in the summer.  Wasn't all that fatal.

PATENT PENDING!