honeycrumpett
honeycrumpett
honeycrumpett

Okay, so you understand the history and context of the song, but you do not understand how other view it as racist. Interesting. I didn't call you a racist. I was just surprised at your surprise that others might view you as racist for jumping in with the Rebel Flag unfurled and Dixie booming as accompaniment when

With overtones of "this appears to work in my parents' household, so let it be unto all others." Sorry. Come back and tell us about apportionment of chores and wage-earning after you've been in a relationship where the person you're living with isn't your parent. Ultimately, this is not your household. It is your

Okay, you are a child if you have zero idea of the history and context of the song. Or just willfully pig ignorant. A toss-up!

My beloved is also a Southerner. And he left all that bullshit behind him when he moved west. You could not pay him to move back. Where we are in our careers right now, he makes more than I do. That could very, very easily change, and we are both cool with it. He's a better cook than I am, and I know a lot more about

So true. I have pretty much resigned myself to a full day of agony every time I have a hangover, agony which will only dissipate after 8 hours of sleep after the full the day of hangover. Also, I can't seem to tell what will give me a hangover these days — will it be two large glasses of wine? Four beers? One measly

My musician boyfriend just made a pretty decent music video for his band for $200 (actors paid in KBBQ). This Kickstarter makes him unfeasibly angry. His response to me:

Haters gonna hate. Most people here don't buy into the fame malarkey. One of the most infuriating things about the reductionist "I hate LA blah blah blah" whinges is that they neglect to realise how most of us here are 1) not white 2) not rich and 3) too busy dealing with our own shit to think about what our arses

Back in the Mesozoic era, when I used to work as the assistant to the CEO of a TV production company, I had to hire a temp to take over from me while I went off on holiday. The woman the temp agency sent told my boss right off the bat, "I'm really, really good at taking dic" as she fluttered her eyelashes. After a

I need more attractive loungewear. Apparently I left that behind somewhere in 2004. Now it's scaggy yoga pants all round in the household.

Tampons? Imagine a Diva Cup!

Don't make up answers if you don't know them.

So happy to be on the Left Coast while this is going on. Winged insects and I don't mix well, by which I mean I usually end up shrieking and/or making guttural noises when they're in my general vicinity.

I had a similar experience, except that the music was Motley Crue's "Dr Feelgood."

Libertarian asshole I fought with a LOT who was bad in bed and who then grew up to be a WSJ columnist.

I recall. Thanks for making me feel old this afternoon. :(

My favourite remains:

They have red velvet Pop Tarts now? I want one.