Or just walk off like he did the other day.

Yeah, another article had some quotes from that. He consistently referred to women as “chicks” and “girls” even though he was....what, 50? He was “creepy old guy at the club”. Everyone knows to avoid that guy.

I get what you’re saying. I don’t think she’s cold. I do think she’s calculating. Nothing wrong with that. But there’s nothing wrong with someone saying that’s what’s happening. That family is about image manipulation.

Yes, and Kim, please also remember that your kids will eventually see their father in the depths of a complete mental break that you and your family did nothing to contain, treat or attempt to minimize.

Me at age 8 watching those episodes - “Wah Wah Wah”

:: slaps thigh twice, makes finger gun ::

WARNING: The Leather Tuscadero episodes of Happy Days contain potentially lethal amounts of Seventieness.

As a little kid, I used to watch this show with my grandma back in the early 90s. The theme music to the original show is creepy as fuck. And Robert Stack’s voice added to the show’s scariness.

Because it’s really fun to mock up things women enjoy.

Probably because of his WWII propaganda pay no attention to the fact that not only did he apologize for it he wrote an “Horton Hears a Who” to teach children about racism and donated much of the proceeds from the book to organizations helping Japanese-Americans get back on their feet because a real-life story about sel…

They say the way to get rich is to find a need and fill it, and she obviously has done that. I think her rise coincided with my kids getting to the age where they were more self-sufficient and I didn’t have the need for a day planner any longer. I think this also illustrates a dividing line between the sexes. I can’t…

Canadian here. For decades, Pizza Hut was this glorious Mecca we would travel 45min from Montreal across the border to Plattsburgh, NY for. And it was always, always, worth it. The bread sticks. The pitcher of Mountain Dew. The pizza hot enough to scald. The staff who thought we were nuts. The border control officers…

The nostalgia is for when Pizza Hut didn’t totally suck. It was fun to be there and the food wasn’t as bad as it is now.

I think that most nostalgia of this sort has its basis in the fact that you were a kid, and didn’t have the knowledge and concerns that layer onto to your psyche as you mature, year after year. You weren’t responsible for any part of the experience beyond washing your hands. Someone else got you there and back home,…

I was just thinking about this and wondering if any Pizza Huts were “dine-in” anymore (I mean, pre-COVID, that is). I hadn’t been in a Hut since I graduated out of the BookIt program, but ooh boy, the experience back then was so totally different from the current delivery/takeaway experience.

You’re thinking of Karen’s sister Katie. If I had a quarter for every picky eater I’ve ever met by that name, I could buy myself lunch.

Nostalgia doesn’t mean that. Nobody wants that crap pizza. what we all want is that feeling. The feeling of being 7 years old. Smelling smells for the first time. Tasting things for the first time. Playing arcade games for the first time. Using an analog jukebox. Probably more than anything the freedom of doing all…

I was getting group for a food and one person wanted salad

I don’t disagree with you. But in this specific case, Pizza Hut in the 80's was a completely different animal from what it is now.

Too soon.