I heard if you lock yourself in the bathroom and explain why something is funny three times in front of the mirror, Ajit Pai appears and thinks he gets the joke.

You’re lucky I’m not burning your house down.

Writing about an interesting bit of pop-culture ephemera?

Sexual enthusiasm is a difficult thing to fake. If ANGST thinks her sex life with her boyfriend—and his with her—is great, I’m inclined to believe her. Maybe the boyfriend would like sex with a man better or would like to expand his sexual repertoire or something, but he must at the very least be into the sex he and…

thats not how statistics work. The pool would be bigger but it doesn’t affect the odds. if you want, you can consider there to be a 100% guarantee they’d cheat since one of the two genders they are interested in is not the gender you are BUT that would be ridiculous too

As for the original poster, I find it matters…

Those sisters are now suing the airline, saying they didn’t do anything wrong ...

It wasn’t Lord Palmerston that died during sex. It was Pitt the Elder.

Without @HipsterDBag here, a JNCO newswire hardly means anything anymore.

Yea. But not all of us were in break dancing gangs.

Shut up Dad you don’t know anything!

the closing lines of the album that always get me, “I can’t believe I chose the mountains every time you chose the sea” it just feels like a massive bummer. The Sea Is... is my just everyday misery/weirdly happy; song breakup or not, it’s perfect

the cool thing about the wire is how new york city itself is kind of the real main character.

Yes, who would want to watch show where every cast member but one was same gender?

But can he help me make thousands of dollars a week working from home?

Well, “Dreaming” really is a damn catchy tune.

So he’s just sitting around playing t-or-d with his wife and casually mentions incest, like you do. Was anyone else present, or was this just some two-person game? Did they play spin the bottle earlier? Or are the other players left out of the story because they all simultaneously looked at their watches and said…

I was working in the lab, late one night,

I’m getting a chuckle out of how your presumably misplaced comment (Kinja!) suggests a Savage Love letter that I missed.

If not, well, there’s always Emotion for the 3rd year in a row.

Forget it, Jack. It’s Flavortown.