I say, is this a joke, son? You trollin’ boy? If not, I say you’re ‘bout as sharp as a bag of wet mice. Perhaps you best be reading ‘bout Marxism ‘stead of listenin’ to those idiots on the radio and the television. Learnin’ll set you as straight as a highway between Dallas and Fort Worth. Then when you get to choppin’…

I’m 51. I am the same age as these women. I want to remind folks that times were VERY different when this happened. We didn’t have a concept called acquaintance rape. We didn’t have a way to conceive of/talk about/respond to the act that someone you know forces you to have sex, brutally or not, after drinking and/or…

these kids have a fucking right to be in this fucking country,ok?

I wonder how much of the shock and anger over Finch’s dark side is driven not by what people remember from the book, but from Gregory Peck’s performance in the movie.

You ever hear somebody lie to someone on the phone and they be lying SO smooth that you’re like, DAMN, and forever look at them askance? This happened to me with someone I emphatically trust, but...now..damn...I don’t know..

This is AMAZING. And I like a good sea chantey

Yes! I just discovered this podcast last month and have been binging big time. She’s’s got a great radio storytelling voice too.

GUYS, if you are into this stuff start listening to the podcast “you must remember this.” It’s wonderful and it tells all the juicy scandalous stories of old Hollywood. Including an episode I just listened to about Mr. Flynn-who was totally gross.

I have so many old Jet magazines that I could share with you! Same era. Equally as scandalous :)

Good lord, this is the nicest comment section I have ever seen! I had to make an account just to say that. You are all really kind, who wouldn’t want a response like that? Lovely, thank you. I think maybe it’s weird to comment under your own interview but I’m doin’ it anyway.

The response I have formulated after 9+ years of being asked when we are going to “give” our daughter a sibling: “After three miscarriages it became apparent that my uterus is for decorative purposes only. But thanks for reminding me about the most painful and heart-wrenching experience I’ve ever had while also…

I’d like to point out that lets is actually let’s, as in let us. I say this not only as a grammatical correction, but for a semantic one as well: there's no 'us'. Don't pull the rest of the world into your racist ramblings by implying that we're all thinking the same thing, because I can assure you, we are not.

I just got my new Nietzsche brand selfie stick in the mail. Odd though, because every time I take a pic with it, nothing develops. It’s like staring into an abyss.

Real question: when they talk about boys falling behind, do they really mean girls getting ahead? Like one group has to lose for another to win? There seems to be a lot of this sentiment lately.

Married old fat person checking in to say yup. Ironically, cooking at home has plumped me up more and more because I’m just eating more. He, however, the bastard mutant camel person, doesn’t put on more than a pound or two.