what is the difference between a chickpea and a garbanzo bean?

Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ewwwww! That picture is giving me flashbacks to a service industry job I had as a teenager and an elderly regular who kissed me on the mouth at Christmas after giving me a big tip. Just so wrong. Her eyebrows are doing some heavy fucking lifting there.

What will it feel like to get a COVID19 vaccination?

It sounds like you’re more of a superfan than most of us.

Black History Month is like the “door broken” sign on a business. Our teaching of history is broken.

Racists and the GOP want us to take the sign down.
The Smart People want the door fixed first.

Meanwhile, the really stupid people: “But if you take the sign down, the door will fix itself!”

McEnany also accused Obama of vacationing during the murder of Daniel Pearl, who was beheaded by terrorists six years before Obama was elected president.

Not much.

Not doucheBAG — doucheBRO. There’s a difference. 

What a lot of people don’t realize is that McCain’s first wife was a model. While he was a POW, she was in an horrific car crash and nearly lost her legs. The surgery to save her legs cost her 3 inches of height. So he left behind a young, tall, slim model wife and came home to a short, heavyset woman scarred by a car…

It’s one thing for people to speak well of the recently-deceased; there’s a measure of ritualized bullshit in that, and I don’t object.

Until a person who has committed an offense has actually acknowledged what they’ve done, apologized, and made every effort to make amends, I refuse to accept them as a fellow human. I don’t care if it’s cutting me off in traffic or murder.

Very true, but let’s play devil’s advocate and assume Honeyfoot’s account of this guy is spot on, and he’s just a creep. So what? Not all abuse victims are pleasant people. It isn’t just the saintly who get abused. Even bullies can be assaulted.

Lauding her “brilliant scholarship” and “intellectual generosity” and noting that the French government recently bestowed a prestigious award upon her,

“...Don’t feel sorry for me. Don’t feel sorry for me.”

It’s crowded, it’s expensive, and it’s full of tourist traps that give you none of the city’s unique flavor. Every New York resident you meet there does not want to be there, so you’ll come away thinking we’re dicks.

I remember in college people looking at me funny when I made eggs for a group breakfast one time. They looked at me funny because they thought they were getting scrambled eggs, but I made so much and made it both fluffy and sturdy enough that it more resembled Spanish tortilla (sans potatoes). So instead of scooping…

My secret is to eat them as fast as possible.

I love tomatoes so much I have literally wound up in the ER after overdosing on them