She’s always like this. It’s puzzling.

Mine was feathered (but brown) and I was wearing a faux-Izod shirt with a sweater over my shoulders. I was barefoot, leaning against a barn door. Then I changed into my real clothes, got on my boyfriend’s motorcycle, and went to Indianapolis to see Queen at Market Square Arena. Good times. (Bad fashion.)

Mine was ‘83 as well. I think I can picture you.

Double-starred.

Starred because we both starred it for the same reason.

Right, were there real bugs? Because that’s actually cruel.

While we were on a beach trip this summer, I walked in on my FATHER-IN-LAW. Not only was the door not locked, it wasn’t closed all the way. There is no gif or photo that can adequately express my horror and embarrassment: these paltry words will have to do. p.s. It was so awful.

She’s a ghastly person, an absolute monster.

“Edges crisp and tender.”

The novel could have been so much better than it was. I think I hated it in part because I read it after reading Maggie Nelson’s The Argonauts, which is truly brilliant, and does a similar thing (only with memoir and queer theory), but is superior in every way.

She’s somebody’s mom, right? Not an actor?

He never stops. It’s exhausting to read.

Starred for your screen name. I can’t believe it’s over!

He reeks of something, that’s for sure.

Yes, I challenged that guy once by asking him about the women’s gymnastics team, and he doubled down and said the men would beat the women in every gymnastics event, no contest. Imagine what his inner life is like.

I’m waiting for those couple of guys who show up in every Olympics thread to stress that if women had to compete against men, they wouldn’t be allowed in any elite competitions, because there isn’t a single event on earth at which women even come close. This is a very, very important thing to say. I can tell by how…

Does the piercing go THROUGH the hair?!? I am weak with horror.

I get 100% nowhere trying to imagine human beings who look like dinosaurs.

It’s like you didn’t just witness the vast superiority of the women’s gymnastics team to the men’s.