I like mayo just fine too. But every single time I’ve had a Big Mac, it was 60% bread and just dripping with 3 different sauces.

Dude, everyone hates the tag. It’s not a disorder.

Their issue mainly seemed to be that the shoe looked gross. As one guy rightly pointed out, had they made an elegant-looking women’s shoe this probably wouldn’t be an issue.

This. I didn’t have a “sensory processing disorder” I just had sensitive-as-hell skin. Everything set me off - clothes with rough seams, lace, wearing flip flops for too long, rubber, shirt tags, clothes that were a little damp, etc etc etc. At some point my mother convinced herself I was forming rashes just to spite…

No one wants to eat around your kids.

My throat hurts and I’m sobbing. Thank you.

I had my first Whopper in years recently. I have to agree - at least a Whopper patty stands a chance at being actual beef. And they don’t drown the thing in mayo.

Most Americans think of “tea” as like a nationalized snacktime.

I will not look that up because the mere thought of surviving on only Hostess cakes makes my teeth twitch.

You also have to factor in fat and sodium.

Ironic, considering he’s a retired corrections officer.

His diet wasn’t the point, so much as it was a stunt to call attention to America’s eating habits and the perniciousness of fast food advertising.

How is that a surprise? Rebecca Sugar riffs on Sailor Moon and Utena CONSTANTLY. She’s three references away from officially owing Naoko Takeuchi a licencing fee.

Okay, but why? BoJack has been pretty damn thorough in showcasing the highs and depressing, depressing lows of the human condition. I honestly can’t think of one thing that would make this stand out from the other show.

There’s a checklist we run down in our house on whether we actually pay attention to a storm or not.

The odds of it being a touchdown are minimal at best. Usually it’s just straightline winds and downed trees. Stay inside, keep the doors and windows shut, and everything should be dandy.

I was going to add that, but I didn’t want my post to get novel length. You may miss the boat now, but divorce is more acceptable than ever before. Just wait and you might get someone good on the rebound ;)

Reality check: you have all the time in the world. There is no mythical window where you have a chance to get a partner and if you miss it, then you’re shit out of luck.

Piping hot green tea with a shot of apple cider vinegar. My go-to for when I absolutely CANNOT get sick right then.