That's why I like them. There's none of that, "*pant pant* You're HOME! I LOVE you! You're just so AWESOME and I adore you with the strength of a million slobbers and is that food? I LOVE FOOD! Now I will JUMP ON YOU and find the foooooood!! Oh, by the way, don't look under your bed. Now take me outside so I can poop."

Wasn't she ten, at the time, and he twelve, when he sustained this crush ...?

This reminds me. I still haven't seen the first movie. Gonna need to find some time for that.

Again, you are fundamentally confused about what the test is and what it is measuring, and you are angry at the test for not doing things it was never intended to do.

But it doesn't. Movies don't fail if the women in them talk about men; they only fail if the women in them don't ever talk about anything else (at least not to each other). Kill Bill is listed because it passes the test, because while the female characters do talk about Bill and other men, it's not the only thing…

It has everything to do with rights. No one should be forced to endorse a political agenda that they disagree with.

I stopped saying the pledge in junior high, by which point it was painfully clear to me that the flag did not stand for a republic with "liberty and justice for all." I was also uneasy about the "under God" part. (The phrase was added during the McCarthy era to separate us from those godless commies, which was…

"the soldiers are out there, they're doing their job."

This is literally the answer to everything. Why even think about anything?

Something just always felt weird to me about saying the pledge in school. I did it, but it was just uneasy. Idk why. But good for this kid for standing up for what he thinks is right.

Of course, if anyone happens to act in any sort of dangerous manner they should just be shot and killed. I really wish the DMV had just put her down on the spot because they should have known she might still try to drive through a restaurant, endangering orphans. Now this poor officer is suspended and the department…

It's a real baby, you know, it's not some disposable somethin'

Totally relevant, insightful and intelligent reply. I can really see your knowledge on this topic shining through, and especially admire your use of paragraphs and the way you cited your sources. 10000/10, printing out and will read to grandchildren.

If they can build in fitness tracker support to find out when I actually do fall asleep, it'll be worthwhile. Unfortunately, the time I want to go to sleep and the time I actually fall asleep are mutually exclusive.

If people serving food are so brilliant why aren't they splitting atoms or something?

"Vindictive and mean spirited?" To factually recall an experience they had where they don't use the names of anyone involved? It's completely harmless.

Did you not read the stories? These customers are not only stupid, many are rude and ignorant. The servers aren't calling themselves above them or super smart, just asking for some common sense and decency from their customers.

Wait, I think you mean…

The Benkof Technique reminds me of the tale of the segregationist slime who owned Glen Echo Park, a lovely little amusement park and ballroom just outside of the really nice corner of Washington, DC. The owner apparently shut down his amusement park in the late 50's when he found he couldn't stave off integration any…

This case is asinine but, as the daughter of a mother who died of breast cancer, I'm sorry but I have absolutely no time and not much tolerance for "I Heart Boobies" bracelets or "Save Second Base" tee-shirts or "Save the Ta-Ta's" bumper stickers. Save a woman's life — that should be the message.