I adore HDTGM, but I could barely stand to listen to that episode :/

I’m not related to Ambrosia Starling (I think), but I really wish I was.

This is exactly what I was thinking - it sounds precisely like something I would expect of Trump right now that I’m somewhat surprised the story isn’t more recent.

It came pretty close to me taking a sledgehammer to it all this winter, despite that being our only bathroom... *twitch*

So, uh, does your family still have this couch? Asking for a .... friend, yeah, a friend.

I would, too!

It’s a completely valid reaction.

I am currently wrestling with vintage yellow bathroom tile that has random decorative tiles (with a background color that’s just enough off from the yellow to make my eye twitch, and bronze and gold lacy figures). It is IMPOSSIBLE. The last owner of this house had painted the non-tiled parts of the wall another shade…

I have made that face many times, most recently for this floofy cape that is intended for small children: http://www.target.com/p/girls-tiered…. I’m not saying I immediately made my friend take a picture of me wearing it, but I’m also not not saying it...

Ditto! I have adored him since he was a Daily Show correspondent. His Indecision 2000 reporting with Vance DeGeneres was just glorious.

Thanks again to everyone who offered suggestions about my Lucy pup and her cough a few weeks ago. I took her back to the vet earlier this week, and it turns she has congestive heart failure (linked to other issues we have been handling). I know this is just as bad as or worse than cancer, but I feel oddly better just…

Yes, this. The OP was in a committed relationship, and presumably behaved accordingly. He, quite clearly, was not, but likely still behaved as though he was with regard to protection. Testing is a smart idea.

I’m also a grown-ass woman who can’t ride a bike! Team Walk over here :)

Kelly, I adore you for this. I think we also all need your take on Tiny House Hunters, a show that makes me yell at the TV so much it wakes my elderly, deaf dog.

Oh, my word, that roast pork.

I am short, and I am constantly in fear of getting elbowed in the face at Reading Terminal Market. Too many people in a too-small, enclosed space, and none of them seem to see me.

Dammit. You should have gotten the pot roast sandwich at Smucker’s. It is amazing.

Now I want Hillary to walk around and say some of the shit that Karen Walker might say to sexist assholes- but in her own voice, not Karen’s.

He is not in Fishtown. I checked all through happy hour.