Oh... this is a “humor” piece. Hmm... that’s probably not your thang. Humor pieces typically contain (wait for it)... “humor”.

Oh... so they used Bud Light for the test. Guess they were out of beer.

Next year in Brewusalem!

Hmm... it’s “Erdely” not “Erdley” (I did a little... you know... /fact checking/ there; *sigh roll*). Also... today is the one-year anniversary of Erdely’s pseudo-apology.

In the “old” days in L.A. was phrased as, “Enough about me. Let’s talk about my tits.”

“I appreciate it when people like my stuff or take the time to comment.”

#notallmillennials #notallsnakepeople

Wow... the first thing that popped into my mind as I began reading this piece was “here comes more (special snowflake) navel gazing”. Great minds, etcetera, I guess.

The best part of plus-size fashion is saving 50-percent on shoes when a foot is sawn off from diabetes. Anyway, gonna go check Etsy to see if they have any cool Disney Princess mobility scooter cozies.

“Get them checks, Jacques Hyzagi.” Hmm... peanut butter and jealous much?

In an effort to be a “woke” “bae” could someone detail how she might be a “hero(ine)” of “thingy-majig-alotomiscal” (in other words: is there an “oppreshun” that I’m overlooking [or is this simply a repost]? Otherwise my takeaway is: “beotch comitted some crimes”.

Reminds me of the eBoy isometric images that would appear in Wired from time to time. Plus, the whole Syndicate thing. So... me want. Me def want.

“It’s never sexy when manspreading the obesity epidemic forces you to fight for your fair share of a public transit seat.”

Hmm... as a point of comparison (as other commenters are doing): My apartment is 130-sq.ft with a (very) large closet but a tiny bathroom, a “full” kitchen (four burner gas stove but European-style mini-fridge), hardwood floor, high ceiling, one (large) window, and steam heat. All utilities included (heat, water,…

“Question though: which chapter in the Old Testament states...”

“exactly how many direct deaths by peanut allergies?:

Okay, great set-up. I’m excited about the story tomorrow in which the clerk gets fired for helping the customer (“Rules be all rules-y”) followed by the story in about a week in which the clerk gets re-hired.

“Reading about male midlife crisis is a somewhat dreadful undertaking, particularly as a woman encountering men coping with it on a fairly regular basis.”

Finally, a retail space in Portland that all those annoying Millennials who majored in anthropology can go work at/hide out at until dropping into grad school (rinse. lather. repeat).

Anorexics are pretty rare. As a percentage of the American adult population there’s around half (1.5-percent) as many as in 1960 (3-percent). On the other hand there are 40-times as many obese persons and 10-times as many extremely obese persons as there were in 1960.