You wound me to the quick, sirrah. I faith know not how I shall go on.

Thanks for the pageviews!

NICE.

As someone who’s job is literally giving advice, this comes up a surprising amount. Usually by people who want to jump the queue for questions I get through my submission form.

Cracked had a fascinating episode of their podcast about cults, including some online cults run through YouTube: http://www.earwolf.com/episode/modern-cults-are-scarier-than-jonestown/

In b4 “You’re in a cult, call your dad.”

First time I had one, I puked. Now thanks to that association, the combination of angelfood, raspberry jam and whipped cream makes me nauseous.

That being said, The Great British Bake-Off makes me want to try some variations.

A brace works when you’re young and the bones and cartilage of the ribcage are still soft and flexible. Past the age of 12 (IIRC), it doesn’t work.

Crud BoneMeal

Gristle McThornBody

Slab SquatThrust

Big McLargeHuge.

Extremely fierce, 13/10 would recoil in fear again.

Damn straight.

Right conclusion - arranged marriages are often happier - but wrong reasons. It’s not because they “have” to marry. A good friend of mine is a British citizen of Indian descent. After dealing with various dating issues, he decided to see about a traditionally arranged marriage via his parents. It wasn’t a case of two…

Two amusing things:

Yeah, it was right last name, right book, wrong first name. Oops.

Our vet is great. It’s just the locale. None of my cats have ever liked going anywhere outside the house.

I had to do this literally on Tuesday. I got home from a convention on Monday and our senior cat - who’d been on the down-hill side of kidney failure - had reached the point where it was clearly time.

So, over-under I hear from them soon?