Fucking mukbangs, man. We sure love watching a thin pretty young woman binge eat (or not, there’s lots of theories that many of them just have good editors who cut out the chew and spits) but can you imagine the trolling in the comments if a fat person was doing it? 

Coke No Sugar (what they’re calling it here in Australia now, might still be Coke Zero or whatever elsewhere) tastes much better to me than either Diet Coke, Normal Coke, or any of the Pepsis.

The furries got Cats. One is enough. 

Which prettyboy singer who yearns to be taken seriously as an actor and don a bunch of disfiguring prosthetics (as award shows seem to love that shit) could play Quasimodo? 

All these fucken adaptations and never the one they should be doing, ie “The Hunchback of Notre-Dame” but based closer on their musical theatre version with no singing dancing gargoyles and where Esmeralda dies at the end.

Please note I say the following as a MASSIVE Bourdain fan, whose original copies of Kitchen Confidential and A Cook’s Tour have travelled with me ever since I got them 20 years ago, whether I was living on someone’s couch, in my car, in a homeless shelter, an actual rented or owned residential dwelling, etc.

I know Jamie probably won’t come back to see these comments but Jamie, thank you so much for the Lolita Podcast, I recommend it to so many people who express interest in the text. 

See also: Bridget Jones. There was such a palaver about Renee Zellweger bravely gaining weight for the movie adaptations, when the grim joke in the original books was that she was, with an occasional exception, thin but obsessed over every fluctuating pound. The time she got to her goal weight she realised later…

This was the year I got in touch with my ethnic roots and made my own batch of baechu kimchi (the one made from big heads of cabbage). I can’t lie, I won’t be making a regular routine of this, as there are Korean markets near me that stock great versions.

And that phase where Jennifer Lawrence kept getting cast in roles that should have been played by actresses in their 30s. 

I’m one of the many people who, as a young child , had a minder, when considering the options for the afternoon’s entertainment, went “Oh a cartoon about bunnies, this will be fine”.

The first time I saw “Donnie Darko” was one of my favourite experiences at a cinema. It was a small indie one (not sure if it even exists anymore). Less than half full. After it was over, a lot of people stayed in their seats talking about it amongst themselves as the credits rolled and ended, and then somehow the…

I only started playing it earlier this month, on the PS5, well after whatever the most recent patch was. It hasn’t been a total shit show, only one fully game breaking bug that led to me having to go back to a much earlier save, the rest of it has “just” been random crashes and frequent visual and audio glitches, but…

(Not American so I could have this totally wrong.) Does this further fuck things up for Texan minors who get pregnant and want to terminate? Would assisting a Texan teen to access abortion in another state be a prosecutable crime using the “transporting a minor across state lines” law or whatever it is? :/

When I visited the US, trying not to fuck up tipping was the thing that stressed me out. Trying to do my research ahead of time I couldn’t even get a straight answer from the Internet on whether it’s better for the server to tip cash when I paid a bill on card. I know I massively overtipped at a bar once because I had…

I didn’t click the video but came here to the comments to check if it was the burrito method, aka the correct and one true method. Legit life changer. 

My introduction to the loon was in “Pet Sematary”, which I was incidentally way too young and not ready for, like basically everyone else who saw this movie as a kid.

In other TV representations of abortion as not being a high octane traumatic event, BFFs Gretchen and Lindsay on “You’re The Worst” make reference to past “Marie Callender’s and abobo” expeditions when the need arose.

I was just doing a dumb play on the Shakespeare line about brevity being the soul of wit. 

If you’re a Grey, don’t reply to my comment with your story, as Kinja is borked and I won’t actually be able to access your comment to star it! Just post it as its own comment. To the people who’ve replied to my comment with stories, I haven’t ignored you. I’m not able to star your reply because I can’t see it, only…