My favorite part of this show (and, I admit,Ii have only watched one episode) is that the judges seem to aim just a *tad* high when trying to guess the identity of the singer. “I just KNOW the unicorn is Beyonce!” No, dear, the unicorn is Tori Spelling or the redhead guy from Chicago Med.

THANK YOU.

I love milk and always have. I will defend my snow white beverage of choice until the end! How can you make real hot cocoa without milk? What would my special spaghetti sauce be without that dash of cream at the end? And dammit, YOU EAT CEREAL WITH MILK. I don’t wanna hear from you weirdos who eat it dry or whatever.

*raises hand*  I do.  Usually with Oreos.  Hell, sometimes I drink straight from the jug because I get a craving.

I like milk. Also, there’s some reason to believe I’m more of a psychopath. The theory has been put forth by a couple of actual doctors over the years.

Exactly. If I’ve been on a plane for hours, only able to stretch for a few minute on the way to the bathroom, I’m standing up right away. I’m not trying to get anywhere faster, and I’m not trying to line-jump (I hate those people). All I want is to restore circulation to my extremities while I wait another 20 minutes…

Alternatively, a simple answer to all of the above:
I’ve been sitting in that uncomfortable seat for hours and my legs/knees stretching.

Because my fat ass has been wedged in that tiny ass seat for hours and if I don’t stand up soon I am gonna be stuck permanently in that position.

Unfortunately that is not entirely true.  I live in Palm Beach and every time he comes here (every weekend in the winter) there are scores of people at the airport cheering his arrival and tons of people cheering him on Southern Blvd (the route to Maralago).  As my husband reminds me regularly, 4.6 million people…

I’m pretty sure that’s in place to stop families from buying one cup for the entire family. I still think 6 rather large drinks an hour is pretty okay. But, probably they should state that upfront.

This seems like one of the first times the Salty Waitress truly lived up to her name. This is about the saltiest answer she’s given to someone’s stupid question, and I, for one, welcome this new, no-nonsense Salty Waitress.

and god DAMN did they hurt. Even when they were free!

LOL children,  you missed flying before internet. 

It can also outline how partners will manage their money as spouses.

I unironically love this show SO much. I went from jokingly watching it to getting excited every Monday for a new episode. It’s dumb, it’s brainless, but it’s also *nice* and joyful in a way you don’t really see on TV these days.

Was thinking the same thing.  Read the article and I though to myself.  “So, nowhere.  There’s nowhere I can get free pasta.”

When my husband and I told our department head (we’d originally met at work) that we were giving notice, he sent out the traditional “so and so is going to pursue opportunities at blah blah blah, they’ll be missed” sort of email. Except, he sent one talking in depth about my husband, his impact there, and where he’d…

In today’s NFL, who’s to say getting the slotted guaranteed money for the No. 2 overall pick and retiring to your native Hawaii as early as possible isn’t “success”? Go home, Marcus, and don’t look back. You’ll be 26 years old, rich, and local hero.

Part of my job is reviewing and editing written content. I’ve noticed with male bosses, they think everything they write is on par with MLK’s letter from Birmingham jail. Random capitalization, unnecessary commas popping up like groundhogs, incomplete sentences, no paragraph breaks, no main ideas... I’ve seen many…

“’It’s wholesome play,’ she said...”