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I’m pretty sure the rating is largely for language: You can only say “fuck” once in a PG-13 movie. I can’t remember for sure, but it seem so like it’s used at least a handful of times in this movie.

It sucks when a hatred of something drives you away from a career you have your heart set on. I love algebra, so I was very gung ho and planning on becoming a chemical engineer — until I encountered calculus. That shit can go fuck itself sideways with a rusty chainsaw. I am now essentially a data entry clerk in a bank

I’ve spent way too much time this afternoon debating whether to order Chinese food for dinner. I am not a lawyer, but I’m thinking this is a sign that I should go for it anyway.

I’m super glad we’re finally coming out of winter (even if it *did* snow just a few days ago, and side note: WHAT THE FUCK IS SNOW DOING COMING OUT OF THE SKY IN MARCH IN PORTLAND? Ahem), and I seem to be celebrating by buying purple highlighters from indie companies. Yes, multiple. And a coral blush with a violet

Oof, and Tillamook. You can always tell the natives by the way they automatically ask for Tillamook on their burgers. I think I was in college before I realized Tillamook was a brand of cheddar and not just a variety of cheese like mozzarella or Swiss. I’m bummed the visitor center is closed for construction this

Bummer. It would have been much funnier if it had been a reference to Jerry’s actual political career (if I recall correctly, there was a prostitution scandal, resignation, and subsequent re-election — in that order — involved).

The last time I bought weed, I wanted to try a new strain, but I wasn’t familiar with the ones this particular dispensary had (most of them weren’t in Leafly, so I was lost), so I asked for recommendations. I told the budtender that I was specifically looking for something to calm down my anxiety, and she responded by

Yeah, I’m aware of that, which is why I used the words “earth-shattering” and “fantasy.”

In my fantasy world, Pence would be one of the new prisoners, and so many Rs would be thrown out of office that the Dems end up being handed control.

If you think Mark Halperin is going to go after him and really shine a light on things, you need to change your weed strain.

And only if the impeachment resulted in lengthy prison terms for a minimum of a hundred very high-ranking people. It has to be so earth-shattering that it makes Watergate look quaint and adorable.

We need a *loooong* time before this should happen. Like decades and a complete turnover of the House *and* the Senate. I watched The Big Short a couple of months ago, and it was too soon for that even though it’s been several years.

See PersnicketyPants’ explanation somewhere in this thread because that’s exactly correct.

So, uh, just so I make sure we’re on the same page here, were you aware that Jerry Springer was actually elected mayor of Cincinnati in the ‘70s, and that was part of your joke?

If Rachel Maddow’s Shabbat theory is correct, we have about twenty-one hours until the batshit commences.

Yay, it’s finally on Stitcher! I’ve been checking every week looking for it. *And* it’s about one of my biggest obsessions/fascinations? Happy Thursday to me!

Imagine a childhood/lifetime filled with “ladies don’t swear,” “ladies don’t wear pants in the office,” “ladies take up less room than men,” “ladies don’t like horror movies,” “ladies don’t play sports,” etc. That’s where I’m coming from: the lifelong use of “ladies” to attempt to shame women into behaving a certain

Personally, I would use “women” in that setting, although that setting is a whole separate issue for me, and probably *any* word used repeatedly on that show like that would end up being very annoying. I used to watch Big Brother, and to this day, the word “houseguest” makes me cringe.

Are you a person of the age who sees “hey you guys” and immediately thinks of Rita Moreno on The Electric Company? Because I am. I loved that show.

“Guys” is my generic word for a group of people, regardless of age or gender. And sometimes “dudes” if the people I’m addressing are close friends. I don’t care how formal the setting is because, well, I live a very informal life.