Pizza Hut Mom is the Best Mom.

I’ll agree. I’m not saying I have a type, but “cute and delusional” are common items in my personal history.

When I realized I was more attached to Lying Cat than the leads, I started to drift.

“I have to say things that put my client in the best light, and he was too dumb to lie on the stand, so let’s say that hitting her isn’t abuse because he didn’t hit her all the time.”

I have dealt with one of these cases where mom remains here, undocumented, as dad has been deported six times. Yes, that’s right, six times. He’s with the cartels and she won’t say a word against him for fear of her life—I mean, the USA has already proved they can’t stop the guy from re-entering at will—so no U Visa…

Thank you for saying what I could not put into words as I was trying to light these matches.

Starred for the Pratchett reference alone.

Yes, because what our office needs is more people trying to stream music on our overloaded wifi all day.

Fight it. I go to my friend’s houses and they are listening to that Aerosmith album from 93 or excited about Bon Jovi coming to town and I die a little inside.

Devil’s Advocate, though, because I know a lot of people who got fat due to leg and lung issues that limited their ability to move around. Some of them use the scooter because they have to stop and sit every few minutes.

Of course. Heard this from my gun-crazy right wing relatives this weekend. It’s all because we’re Soft On Crime and tie the hands of the poor hardworking cops.

Well, Jerry, it is sexist to assume that the kid (1) wants to go somewhere just because boys or (2) has any interest in boys because of her gender. So...yeah. It’s not Political Correctness, which is a thing Olds created to explain having to be nice to people. It’s just trying to be nice to people.

Mallrats was supposed to feature a Degrassi alum in the lead role, but the studio demanded someone more famous. Hence Shannen D.

“Tammy” was the worst movie I’d ever seen. I tried to fall asleep just to make it stop punishing my eyes.

Our local elementary schools got a grant so that all student lunches are free to the student/family. Parents complained that it was socialism and tried to get the school to turn away the grant money.

Yeah, my mom did that to me. Not a lot, but you’d (well, not you, but the internet *you*) would be surprised how few instances of being seen as worthless it takes to permanently imprint on a child.

One that used to grind my gears was a classmate in college married to a cop. She’d drive 90 everywhere, get pulled over, get a “don’t make us tell your husband” and repeat.

I went a few years when the paranormal/urban fantasy side of RT was booming, as that’s where I don’t make my money. If you’re okay with yourself enough to be a major book dork, it’s pretty awesome dorky fun, imho. Also, bring a spare liver.

The approval of an internet stranger is all I have ever wanted out of life. :-)

I agree 100%, or maybe 99.9, because I’ve done it. There are a couple things that make me physically ill—not anaphylactic allergic, but puke on the table—that cooks and servers seem to think are perfectly okay to put in every dish.