… because, you know, I died earlier this year.

Not blond, in any event.

I don't understand the generosity of Radiohead, so I'll just sigh and retire quietly.

That's blood? I thought a Bic pen exploded.

Snow day/ Saturday =

Her should write double dactyls and create palindromes for three hours every afternoon.

Best response to a setup EVER.

You tried Bryan Alexander's Glass House?

Jesus. Vance is a privileged dick, but that doesn't mean that the story of the white working class has been told nearly enough. They didn't all vote for Trump, and some of them who did are recoverable.

Mmmmmkay. The OED cites this as the first use:

Was it the Enquirer that came up with "love child" as a replacement for the time honored "l'il bastard"?

Keep it down! I'm sleeping in here!

You have to get over the top to get into the pool.

Certainly not! Just think of all the kings named Robert!

I fully expected to see that this discussion would spoil Fargo for people who didn't keep up. But The Leftovers, too?

The most painful part is peeling the egg but missing one small fragment that you then bite down on. AIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!

There are no Anker products in this entire story.
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Breath is what's on her plate. It's probably what's in her cup.

(You're supposed to tip your caddy for teeing one up for you.)

I'm nor a Midwesterner! I'm a time traveler from 1956!