mmm, sounds like the husband is taking care of the old guy. That kind of care is actually pretty expensive, so having people live with you for free is actually a pretty decent give and take, which includes putting up with your caretaker's spouse. So yeah, you might want to talk to the guy pissing on your face in the…

Sometimes I like to spend my Saturday nights lurking in open threads just to shit on people who are asking for advice. It's part of my contract with Satan.

Someone piss on your face this morning?

Whatever it is, make it sting, cause it should be the last word from you he ever hears.

Raise your hand if you didn't need a study to tell you this.

Something about it reminds me of Strangers With Candy for some reason, not as good of course. Also H Jon Benjamin is secretly in everything.

Maybe it will go away if we call it "flesh belt" instead of "midriff".

Look at how happy EVERYONE ELSE is for him. He was beloved. Always.

His wife released a very nice statement:

I fucking hate depression. I hate it.

I can deal with the resurgence. Until I see a girl in that awful 90s sunflower print that just reminds me of drunk Drew Barrymore and then I want it all to go away again.

I'd like to issue my formal objection that any romper can be described as elegant because you still need to get undressed to pee.

Stop the crop!! (repeat X forever)

She'd prolly get arrested if she left them at the table.

Okay but have you brought me back any tampons yet?

Are you hitting on me? I think you're hitting on me. I think you want to buy me tampons.

I can send you some super absorbent tampons for your tears of righteousness.

Hope you get enough Vitamin D! Severe lack is linked to dementia.

Your speaking voice. I was sitting here with my friend. I heard someone talking behind me, and I said, I need to turn around a compliment this person on their speaking voice.

My singing voice or my speaking voice?