This is how I hit on people, stoned or not. Yeah, I really suck at flirting and whatnot.

This does not compute. When I blaze hard enough that people actually notice, "hitting on strangers" is the last thing on my list of priorities—well behind giggling, daydreaming, doodling, eating salty things, watching crappy Netflix documentaries, and playing with my pets. Even Mr. Queef's libido is mostly reduced to…

lolz wut

To be fair, that is some stupid looking shit.

awww. That's why I almost watched.

That is...an EPIC eye roll...

I agree with all of this wholeheartedly.

Whatever happened to yoni?

More things to call a vagina/vulva and associated erogenous zone:

Nothing ruins a romantic moment quite like the word "vagina."

I tend to call it my Pleasure Palace....

All of these are gross. I prefer "sparkle cave" when referencing it in conversation.

His breakfast club is lovin' it.

I think the flipside to this is that, 15 years down the line with all this crazy attention, there's some glimmer of hope for his family that he might actually get out. I have no idea what it would be like to be going through this as one of his family members, but, if I were to imagine myself in that situation, I…

Ira has a 3-letter name. Like Hae and Jay and Don and Jen. Ira KNOWS SOMETHING.

Ira is all knowing.

This must be so difficult and trippy for everyone involved. To go through a trauma like this in the first place is bad enough. But to have it made a spectacle, all the details scrutinized by millions and turned into a phenomenon fifteen years down the line? I can't even imagine. It's quite different from a film or,…

I disagree actually. I think she WANTS to think he didn't. But she is constantly second guessing herself in that regard. Plus, as a listener I don't honestly find myself that swayed by her. I'm still changing my mind every damn episode. AND ITS DRIVING ME MAD.