It’s columns like this that make me wish there was such a thing as other-than-ducksicle available. I want to cook one NOW! I could just find the nearest Chinese deli, but it won’t be the same... I want to get a duck, a bunny, and some pig and make a pot of my legendary Looney Toons Chili. All I have now is sous-vided…

Yeah. If true, you are wasting your time and money and you know it. And I think they require religion, so you also lied to get in. And choosing a school entirely because the GRE is not required implies a significant lack of intelligence...

Later, while she was asleep, Jen said she woke up to Hopkins trying to have sex with her again.

You never know where you’ll find him...

Ritze? What kind of a name is that? He looks suspiciously Mexican...

That last line is questionable at best. Billy was, as was everybody with a head, a massive suck-up to royalty.

I know nothing about Australian cooking. Is this stuff like vegemite?

No way. Not after what happened with that damned iZip...

I was going to say the same thing to you.

Yes. Yes, you are wrong about that. Completely and utterly. And you don’t believe it anyway, so shut the fuck up.

Check your meds.

You’re completely clueless, and you might actually want to read things before you comment. It’s not fucking welfare.

Did you say anything about making it up in advance and then freezing it in tablespoon or ice cube sized portions?

Feed it to the cows.

Short term gain for long term instability. Great. You should be in the White House.

You think THAT’s a pants-crapper?

You are a massively ignorant asshole, and your words show it quite plainly.

I’m not hungry.

Laughter? I was seething with righteous indignation.

I love her more than transsexual porn!