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Oh God. I read the book. I couldn’t bring myself to watch the movie. That explains why I didn’t recognize the scene. Thank you.

Probably no one will ever get to this comment but I’ll leave it anway.

A two-night bachelorette party with a dress code? I can barely remember to put my address and contact info on invites when I throw a party. That bachelorette party organizer has really taken it up a notch or six.

“As many of you know,”

What movie is that?

I want a video of a Chik-Fil-A employee (or however you “spell” it) to scream, “Things like this never happened until you came to town!”

I will provide corroborating evidence. There’s a Chinese restaurant near my apartment that serves pretty much nothing but wings and French fries. And deep-fried whitefish. From behind three panes of bullet-proof glass, of course.

I have a friend whose husband died a week ago. They (well, now only my widowed friend) has a daughter. I’m going to give the daughter a call and see how she’s doing. My father died when I was 17. I may have some insights to share.

I think I’ve posted this before. I’m the good cop in a two humans-crazy puppy triangle. Naturally my dog worships the bad cop human and treats me like the downstairs servant fit only for providing food, treats, and walks. The puppy and I are both males so sometimes when I pee he pees right alongside me. Unlike most

The best part of this photo is you have Carl Sagan’s Cosmos prominently displayed. Your BTs are adorable, that goes without saying, but I can just imagine one of them reading select passages to the other.

It’s a UN study and was even more selective than that.

He’s 54.

I agree. However, on my last bus trip the couple across the aisle from me were a very earnest 20-something and an avuncular grandfatherly type who, it turns out, were both 9/11 truthers. They had many insights to share, which they did, loudly, for THREE HOURS.

I am a frequent bus traveler and one of my favorite memories is me sitting in a window seat and a woman getting on with two children. She and her young daughter took the two seats across the aisle from me and she put her young son next to me. I win, because I’m a big guy so an eight-year-old is my favorite bus

Sean’s looking a little rough there (as he has for a couple of decades.) Does he intentionally ugly himself up for some reason? Does he subsist on a diet of Marlboros, heroin, and $3 a gallon vodka? What in the world did Charlize Theron (Charlize Theron!) ever see in him? Perhaps they share an altruistic desire to

I still can’t get over the fact that boys and young men wear shorts and black socks, sometimes with sandals. We are raising an entire generation to look like retired German civil servants hanging out on the Costa Brava.

Maybe it was the Lucky Charms leprechaun. Haven’t seen him around for a while so I bet he has some time on his hands.

I had a pretty good reply, I thought. I said, “Sadly, we do not live at Downton Abbey and I was not previously your chauffeur, so no.”

I’ll give you a story (but I’m a guy.) My husband once said to me, “You clean up nice. I wish you could look more like this all the time.”

Did you follow up on this hot take and learn the secret to looking clean?