Yep. Comcast and Time Warner just shit bricks the size of Connecticut and swore to fight fixing the Internet infrastructure of America to the grave.

The only one that was funny was “overinflated piss blimp.”

Oh, on the contrary. Look in the mirror. You’ll get it.

The only thing worse than a germaphobe who insists on imposing their problem on others is one who doesn’t even understand how to actually keep things clean. Sorry to hear about your double-problem. Maybe you can find help.

I’m actually just a few degrees shy of being a multiple-shower-a-day germaphobe.

I bet Denver fans can’t wait for Peyton and his gimpy arm to drag them to 11-5.

Tomorrow, when the haze of booze and weed is gone, I hope you remember this. Not just the anger, but that you tried to self-medicate it away and picked the world’s dumbest fight with some internet dingus just so you wouldn’t spend the night alone.

You HOPE for addiction. That’s a major red flag.

Avoiding the questions. Telling.

Do you often drink alone on weeknights?

Oh, I believe you’re drunk. Alone. On a Tuesday.

Sooooooooooo angry and for hours. It’s hilarious.

You just replied to me twice in the span of a few minutes. Keep telling yourself you’re not angry, though. Good look.

If she’s healthy enough to cook and/or host a dinner, she can certainly come to our house to enjoy one herself.

You are sooooooooo angry. This is hilarious.

We have the aforementioned set of rules everyone has (a floor-piss ban, don’t set the curtains on fire, shit like that) and beyond those common human courtesies, we don’t.

Actually, we don’t. We really don’t. We have the aforementioned set of rules everyone has (a floor-piss ban, don’t set the curtains on fire, shit like that) and beyond those common human courtesies, we don’t.

Well, you edited that in. It wasn’t there the first time.

You can’t actually refute anything I’ve said*, so it’s down to name calling. Please, keep melting down. It’s actually pretty funny.