Honestly, I’ve always done just fine with a wooden bedpost and a pocketknife.

I was so tempted.

One of those magical moments where the full context does nothing to change the meaning of the words spoken. Great work Colin

10/10 would vote

I think I’ve just about reached the moment when I would vote for a presidential candidate who actively campaigned on a platform of nihilism. Imagine that fucking debate:

Wait, I’m confused. Spectre is run by the Reverse Flash?

Simple kindnesses like the ones you and others are recounting about Tommy here get paid forward in ways we might never even realize. During a dark time for me, a writer whose work means the world to me and who I didn’t even know particularly well told me “you’re doing fine and will continue doing fine.”

Such a small…

One morning, shortly after I had been hired full time, one of our editorial fellows, Dan, sent an email to Tommy and me, explaining that he would be a little bate late getting into work because he’d been mugged the night before, and was still sort of getting himself together. Tommy emailed him back, telling him to…

I experienced a similar situation as an assistant editor of a fledgling health-through-martial-arts magazine in the 90s. When I was piped aboard, I was told that every issue has a centerfold celebrating female martial artists. Looking through the magazine back issues, I noticed that each female martial artist…

As long as they’re not publishing the credit card data, I have no problem with this.

LOL dude this comment is pretty much straight out of her sketch show. Unreal.

Be “empowered”! Take this one day and make it special, by watching something you want to watch, instead of watching sports that your man put on! Like you do every other day! Probably! Empowered! You have literally never seen anything other than what other people have chosen for you! Your enfeebled female arms are too…

I hunt through these comments sections specifically looking for yours to star

Wow.

or

Really? I thought it was buying the coffee shop and running it into the ground.

It’s like Stephan curated BCO

I KNEW YOU’D BE HERE, HI

UGH

When I was deployed to iraq, they served steak every friday. We could smell it being grilled while waiting in line. And thanks to military regulations, they could only serve it well done. It was absolutely awful, and serves only to fuel my rage.