I just really want to know what that marriage was like.

Truly La Petite Mort for the ADHD youth of today.

If they let you bring in coolers, it's a great way to see something on the big screen that you want desperately to like, and when it starts to disappoint *cough Elysium* you can just get drunk to make everything better.

Ha, seriously. If you have to write seven flashback scenes to create the pathos necessary to justify a 20 minute funeral, maybe just kill off someone else?

If he keeps them there, the Junk Fairy will come and trade them for two bits.

Everyone on my couch audibly groaned when that popped up. We even had one "Oh come on."

I also have a significant backlog, as I'm sure many desk jockeys do, but this is the only podcast that I eagerly await and will listen to in a non-work/car setting.

@disqus_u7vdwwhJsZ:disqus In my reluctant defense, my sister was the Sunday School type that refused to believe older guys had bad intentions regarding her virginity. But yes, you are correct, I was absolutely an asshole and often unpleasant to be around for much of the ages of 16-17.

Tulsa. So I'd advise against a preemptive pilgrimage.

In the same mode myself. I just finished grad school, and now have a dangerous amount of free time, so I'm signing up for every single team/activity I can to keep me off of the couch/bar stool.

Off topic but worth mentioning - I think it was you @avclub-d542a3419c3ad57206a96bcc86155ebc:disqus that shared a Gin/Lillet/OJ/Martini glass cocktail last week.

I'm not alone! Apparently we're pretty rare. One of my last in-class exercises in grad school was studying/comparing personality types, and I'm stunned I'd never thought to do itearlier.

@avclub-518aedbf95e34c72567f82fd1ad92f76:disqus My VERY limited anecdotal evidence would divvy our delicate youth into three groups.  The largest by far is the one I mentioned, who either look for more realistic porn (female friendly and legit amateur stuff) or largely eschew it and try to get laid as much as…

@avclub-4c562a922dda29172f86955ed505472e:disqus Yea. My poorly articulated comment was tongue firmly-in-cheek. The point was that at the very least product/brand boycotts these days are laughably ineffective due to the byzantine and all encompassing nature of large multinationals. But  Dan boycotting one particular…

@avclub-7656b560c7e180f8e0d84ca82ac0d8b7:disqus Considering my obvious anger issues at the time and the fact that I had about 75 pounds on this smarmy douche, I'd say no he did not.

In a similar vein (heh), most of my friends that came (wordplay!) of age in the internet era were exposed to quite a bit of porn before actually having sex. As a result many of us are now completely turned off by the artificiality and the theatrics of most porn and seek sexytimes elsewhere.

I threatened all but one of my sister's high school boyfriends with grievous bodily harm regularly.  Once, while intruding on some couples movie time in my living room,I described in graphic detail just how simple I thought it would be to dispose of a body in one of the many quiet coves in one of the many nearby lakes.

So next time I have a Stoli induced hangover in an airport should I skip the Odwalla (owned by Coke, who murders union leaders in Colombia) and get a Naked Juice (owned by Pepsi, who drains drought ravaged regions of India to make their products), OR skip both and grab an Ozarka (owned by Nestle, who dabbles in…

I was laughing during the first scene, when an episode titled Dead Meat opened with Eric covered in Nora goop.

Yea but "the unfiltered joy of a little kid stomping in rain puddles" made me super happy.