I will not inspect my food at the window if the fuckwits inside get the order right consistently. I stopped going to a place after twice leaving a drive-through window only to find only half of my order in the bag. And I was charged for the full order. Go back after having driven off? Defeats the point of DRIVE THRU…

Kilt in prison. No one likes child molesters.

It’s about entertaining. Rich people who have lots of parties don’t want guests wandering around in the bedrooms, which obviously all have their own ensuites. Plus you have staff that cleans for you so no worries about cleaning extra bathrooms.

She knows. And she’s yelling at you now.

K — but to be fair, WebMD’s guide to the female reproductive system doesn’t even mention the vulva.

I thought “Ben” was the rat from the Jackson 5 song. Damn.

She’s gorgeous.

Not so much. Any large metro (NYC, Chicago, Los Angeles, Seattle, DC) have many large downtown apt buildings that have a live person manning the front desk.

What’s the joke in your parents actually naming you Clover Hope?

There’s about 12 thousand in Seattle alone.

And it would have been super hotter if Scully hooked up with Monica Reyes. The whole bumping uglies with Mayo Mulder was soooo nasty.

I thought this said “Easy Diet Tits.”

But she’s probably funny as shit in person, one on one. And perfect for boozy, plausibly deniable, easy lesbian sex.

In the late 1980’s during university, I worked at a health food store in Beverly Hills called Ms. Gooch’s. The precursor to Whole Foods. We had a woman come in and buy oranges, and then about 15 minutes later bring them back because they had “too much pulp.” One of many, many unbelievable stories of uberprivileged…

How do you get them to waive the fee?

The hypocritical irony of having to include blacks in neck and ankle chains would kill the ethos.