Dicks?

It's weird. Parenthood has built-in conflict/drama that is relatively high stakes (parental decisions can shape a child's entire being), yet so mundane that I can't see myself giving a shit about any movie focused on this issue.

Saw Beaches for the first time last week. I had no idea what a terrible movie I was in for.

I imagine it's common knowledge at this point, but I would also imagine that the type of guy who sends unsolicited dick pics doesn't care.

Scruffy never cared much for any fancy book learnin. Mmmhmmph.

Huh. So that's what your avatar is.

Those sneaky beady-eyed bastards!

We used to pronounce it "pube licks" to be funny.

Quinnipiac Fried Chicken.

In a row?

You're doing this wrong. They're either fantastic or they're shit.

This Bonnie situation sounds delicate.

You'd better not be Dunkin off in there, young man!

They soundtracked your mopey teen years?

Ladies love cool beans.

"Freedom" no longer means freedom of choice or speech. It means freedom from consequences.

Yeah. Jolie and Co. may not have been as sensitive to these children as they could have been, but it sounds like the kids knew it was a game.

We're doing this? Okay.

I like the song Master of None, but can't seem to get into Beach House otherwise. Any suggestions?

It was like she was trying to make each response more pretentious than the last.