Meh, I think they’re sincere, probably.

I find her wit distracting, frankly.

You were still drunk when you wrote this, you were. Reading it anyway.

There’s no law you have to tip your servers, either. Or clean up after yourself in shops, sporting venues, movie theaters, etc. Or stay out of handicap bathroom stalls if there are others available and we don’t have a need for them. We do those things because it makes life a tiny bit easier, sometimes, for people we…

FIVE stork spaces?? That’s insane.

Pretty sure that’s still abuse of the “expectant mother” parking space. Second trimester or GTFO

LOL sorry, I meant to say “adoption” success rate.

I’ve been a woman on Gawker for years and years, check my comment history if you want some evidence. YOUR music involvement gives you cred, yes, but if you’re not in a band yourself, why are you acting like you’re the authority on wedding bands?

How in the world do you keep saying the abortion success rate is 100%? It demonstrably isn’t.

Or maybe you’re just a dick. Get your OWN hobby, for real, instead of glomming on to your partner’s and acting self-righteous about it.

No, you weren’t bashing it, but you expressly gave permission for me to enjoy it. You were being a dick to that other guy, too.

I’m going to have a baby and I’m still on the fence about circumcision because of one MONSTROUS uncut guy I knew who had this problem. It was scary and bad and I wish he’d seen a doctor for it but since it’s his dick and he doesn’t see a whole lot of real-life ones to compare it to, it’ll probably never get fixed.

Or maybe he’s just flaccid right now.

Perhaps I’m in a confrontational mood today, but... I don’t need your permission to like karaoke! Maybe the problem is that you’re the savior here to tell us about the live music culture. I know there’s more than one, but I’m a musician too and all the bands around here SUCK. They’re impossible to work with, because…

That’s a live wabbit. I know because I’ve seen plenty of them in my time. I can tell by the nose twitching.

We had a karaoke party. We closed that shit down.

It could be delusional lying where she, at each instance, really believes the weird shit she says to secure her image. Are delusional liars fully responsible for their lies?

I blame the parents.

The super irony is that she’ll probably get more hate mail now than she’d ever previously dreamed.

BUT THAT’S EVEN WORSE!!!!