Exactly. And when I started diving I had to work so hard to train myself to stop using thumbs up for “yep I’m good”. There’s no going back. 

Oh God this.

Not me, but my dad:

For the same price he could go for the other version of the J80 - the Lexus LX450. Exactly the same truck, just extra body cladding and the L badge on the front grill for that added classiness. Or pay a bit more and find a nice LX470.

Agree with you that the trauma is long-lasting. Sant Maarten/Saint-Martin is 2 years out from getting flattened by Irma and many people are still struggling to put everything back together. And even the mention of a tropical depression off the coast of Africa gets everyone on super high red alert.

They carry a store brand now. I’m currently wearing Modcloth stretchy moto jeans.

I rented an i10 in St. Maarten to haul me and my parents around on a vacation. Dad is 6'2" and he had no problem at all with the car. There’s an amazing amount of room in those things.

That’s awful. I’m sorry.

I had this happen to me at a house party that we hosted in college. I was 21, went to sleep alone in my own room, and woke up to someone on top of me kissing me. I think the only reason I didn’t immediately freak out is that my sleep addled brain thought that my frat-boy housemates might have sent a guy I had…

Ha! I’ve heard that. He came to visit our Caribbean island (a dutch municipality) and arranged to go scuba diving. The dive outfitters were going to wear their branded ball caps that were a take on the Heineken logo, and his advance team was all “um....no. Stick with the Saba flag hats”.

Sea Lions, man.....

Wow, his tweets are almost interchangable with the Facebook posts of my former landlord, who is usually high on pot or morphine. (Sometimes both at the same time)

On the replay, the look of joy and relief on her face as she’s falling backwards and sees her shot go in is everything perfect about sports.

I am in the Netherlands (well, a Dutch island in the Caribbean). I went to a bar down at the harbor to watch the game and wore my obnoxious stars n’ stripes socks (with shorts and sandals because I am ridiculous). I got some good-natured grumping from the orange-jersey wearing locals, but that was about it. I and the…

Agreed. And what sort of monsters would deliberately deprive themselves of cheap delicious food?

Aw, I’m blushing...

I remember this letter! And Prudie’s answer was spot on.

Oh man, I lived in a gentrified neighborhood in Houston, which is a pretty diverse city. But the upper-middle-class “liberals” in my neighborhood were the WORST on Nextdoor about profiling every non-white person they saw walking down the street.

The tiniest and least beachy? If so, what a small world (and island and we’ve probably encountered each other in person)

Maxima and Willem-Alexander are scheduled to visit our tiny Dutch Caribbean island next year. I CANNOT WAIT to see what she wears.