And, I mean, the glasses do have an S&M image screened onto them...

I live about a mile from Boeing Field and about four miles from the Renton factory for the 757. These guys are so much fun to watch land right over I-5.

The fact that your comment only has 3 stars convinces me that Americans have no clue about North Korea beyond a few cartoons in the New Yorker. This was hilarious.

I merged your comment with others and I was thinking 13 in my head. That seemed like an over generalization. But actually now that you mention it I first remember having friends who were sexually active when we were in sixth grade. I am not arguing a point here. More like adding a whole new angle of horror.

99% of the time? Come again?

Dude so true. How many times a day do you hit the "Open in Safari" button!? Most of the time shit won't even load in FB's browser.

In case you are ever wondering if your friends go out without you and talk about how you're "that guy" ... they do.

Well, yes, that's a very good point. Call me a pessimist, but I just feel like that's presumptuous to ask for, yanno? LOL

He had rapid esophageal cancer, he was using experimental treatments (which is cash-only. You wanna live? How much?) at Cedars-Sinai, which costs, and yes some was offset and negotiated down, etc. Basically he was in the hospital for 6 months straight, in intensive care for most of it. It was a shitshow. My…

Why don't people think this is true of humans? I want to die by euthanasia, and I have no problem telling people about it. I have had this thought since I was about 15, which was bloody controversial then and landed me in two therapy sessions before the shrink was eventually like, "Hey, this kid's got a point."

It makes more sense to say, "Hey, this dog isn't worth $20,000 in medical bills for what will only extend their life a year's time," then it does to say, "We should spend $1.1MM keeping this one human alive for six months," which my family just did.

just posted on an earlier comment, but by at least one source I know of, the BBC's Supersizers, the vomiting between courses was true. A servant would tickle the uvula with a feather to induce vomiting.

It is true, their servants used to tickle their uvula with something like a peacock feather.

better!

Lyonnaise?

that's the best part! I love to hear how people's mouths emit the sound: "BRONCHwogger." It's definitely a name that sounds more like how it tastes, IMHO. I only tried it once, and it was the wurst.

In your upper-middle class trailer parks, we called that braunschweiger.

Oh man. shredded cheddar, miracle whip and pimentos was my stepmom's evil cheese mix of death. Olive might be the only worse idea than pimento.

Can't take my eyes off bassoon dude's man-bun. Mesmerizing.

I like the cut of your jib, my friend. A master wordsmith you are. Some might even call you a cunning linguist.