What a couple of offensive, lameass dudebros. I fail to see the importance of wakeskating on the primary foodsource of a bunch of impoverished 2nd-worlders. It's disrespectful as hell to a group of people who work far harder than these privileged jackasses just to eke out a living, never mind have time to come up…

I love that old NK tii... Oddly good looks, and clean as a whistle.

My most expensive app is a Navionics marine navigation app, at something like $60-$70 after a few additional in-app purchases. There are cheaper marine nav apps, but this one seemed like the most powerful and capable I could find, and it's money well spent if it keeps me off some oyster bar at low tide. I use it…

My old, trusty iPhone 4 is starting to have some network hiccups—dropped on the ground one too many times, so perhaps the antennas have gone wonky—and I think by the end of the year I'll truly need something new.

God bless this Russian vigilante heroine. I love her. (I think it's a her.)

Literally LOL'ed at this. Thank you for starting my Monday off right!

I had a girlfriend once who always wanted to cum together, and I gotta say it seemed almost like work planning out my release to coincide with hers. When we got it right it was crazy intense, sure, but the other half of the time (roughly) we mistimed it. Ah well, she was still a passionate, amazing lay.

Where does the letter-writer explicitly say that she wants to come out and tell her family? None of the text reprinted here indicates that she is desperately yearning to make this announcement; all she notes is that she believes her family would be accepting, but her husband doesn't see the need for it. I realize…

Men and women alike should trash their tan-in-a-spray-can and quit wasting money on tanning salons too. Depending on your natural skin color and/or propensity to get sunburned, get a sunblock appropriate for you and use it when you'll be exposed for a relatively long duration. Obviously darker skintypes have a…

Dude, you are just an ornery shithead.

I'm with you on this dude. The definitions left real vague so that they could, given enough motivation, prosecute someone for disobeying practically any order given by the flight crew in a way that could be called interference.

I agree with you... Show me a couple that never fights, and I'll show you one that's either bottling aggression up or a couple who truly don't give a shit about each other (positively or negatively) and are only together for some other benefit.

Don't condescend to me with bullshit like "cute", you question-evading, half-witted hypocrite. For one: skip false equivalencies, because "all the (harvested) corn and soy that we use to feed livestock" is certainly not the same thing as "all the feed that is given to livestock". Turns out there is an increasing…

Ugly, attractive, somewhere in the middle... It doesn't matter, I'm just glad to see a woman not forced into wearing that bullshit symbol of a backwards religion. (Disclaimer: I find just about all organized religion bullshit, but that's another story for another time.)

Oh spare us the sanctimony; all those vegetables you eat are harvested by mechanical methods that murder a good many more insects, voles, lizards, field mice, spiders, and god-knows-what-else than the few dozen collective cows, chickens, and fish I eat all year 'round. Seriously, just try to put a number on the…

Holy shit, this is awesome. I loved Better Off Ted; is this off the DVD collection or somesuch?

Well I wouldn't totally say "F that": it is a drop-dead beautiful boat, but I agree it's pretty impractical. I'm trying to figure out how you get in or out of that Raceline without footprints on the seats or hopping over the windshield; it's not very friendly for dockhandling or getting on/off.

I simply don't understand this behavior on the part of the men. I'm a straight guy who loves attractive woman, but it would never—ever, ever, ever, ever—occur to me to verbalize whatever thoughts I might have about her. I don't even give the head-to-toe appraisal; you know, the type that makes her feel like a piece…

I'm definitely with you on the gas station, and potentially the others too. People act like these are absolutes, or as if they can't properly weigh relative risks.

I run a 2002 M5 (no pic handy, sorry) that was/is my ultimate dream car: jet black, black interior, (fake) aluminum trim, and dark tinted windows. It's an inconspicuously muscular car, like the bouncer at a high-class nightclub.