There's definitely an idea that you don't interfere with other people's children, at least, that's the idea where I was raised.

flour, cornstarch, milk and sugar. You can bake pretty much anything with that, and flour and cornstarch come in handy for frying and making sauces.

Agreed- but that's more of a being-a-nineteen-year-old thing, I think.

How do you know I'm white?

I couldn't follow the Twitter war (I'm not entirely sure how to use Twitter beyond, you know, actually tweeting) but I think you rock, Lindy!

I'm sure it's really traumatic having people break into your house, but Paris can't really be that upset about the movie- she let them film it in her house.

I would, frankly, love to see her on the other side of the witness stand. She strikes me as a woman who doesn't take shit from anyone, and I have so much respect.

I was just going to say this! I teach high school, and when I started, my principal told me explicitly not to write in cursive on the board because it's not taught in primary school anymore.

Happy to oblige:

ALL OF THIS!!! If I ever actually see her I'm pretty sure I'll be one of those girls crying at Beatles concerts in the '60s.

When I was about 14, my brother (who was all of 16) showed me that scene in Pulp Fiction where Mia Wallace ODs and has to get a shot of adrenaline straight into her heart. And then he stopped the movie, looked at me super-serious and said, "That is exactly what will happen if you do drugs."

I agree.

I think most of the explanations sound like people who like the song/want to defend their work and are just saying "No really, it's subversive. DON'T YOU SEE?!?"

...so I asked him if he came in 30 seconds because his dick just couldn't stand being in my annoying vagina any longer.

I knew a kid who's name was Compton East. Which was all fine and good until official papers listed him as East, Compton. So that.

I once got asked for an ID on my college campus, I handed the cop my student ID, and he demanded I give him an official ID. He was helping the security check at the gate, and when I couldn't produce my driver's license (I was walking through the gate) he threatened to not only deny me entrance, but to actually arrest…

I teach high school and all I can think is these poor babies. Juniors are sixteen, maybe seventeen years old. They are babies.

Well said!

I have absolutely no problem with kink. The difference between BDSM and this article is that in BDSM the partners are consenting, and even though there's an exploration of a power dynamic, and clear dominant/submissive, there's also a clear boundary line that is respected by both parties in order to assure mutual…

I would tend to assume they have sons, and therefore her asshat of a husband would see them as more valuable (?) than his wife, who he obviously views as a lesser being.