Yep. I cannot understand ppl who equate attempts to place reasonable controls on the use/ownership of firearms with “repealing the 2nd amendment.”

S’okay; nothing could shake my trust in the veracity of this post. Maybe it’s similar to the threadbare reasoning of reluctant churchgoers, but considering the consequences of being wrong in this case, surely it’s a lot safer to believe...

Ok, so maybe he didn’t physically harm her, but when Depp gets into a snit he harms himself & expensive glassware? Is sounds like Midlife Crisis Depp & Heard are true soulmates—they’re just misdirecting their efforts—instead of squandering all this time on crap movies, lawyers, tabloid leaks, etc, they could have…

Well, it might be worth noting how frequently—& perhaps eagerly?—that even the most ardent Eng Lit ppl forget Luggnagg & the unbearably immortal Struldbrugs in Swift’s Gulliver’s Travels. We do NOT want to think about longevity that way :(.

An answer worthy of my fave Exes :)...

“What were you thinking?” seems more suited to the day after a hookup born of self-loathing. In those cases, human mercy is all that stands between “what are you thinking?” & “Ooh... Progresso cans are still buy x/get-1 free; better get some before the sale ends...”

Oh, as a person who shied from presenting any sort of mushy emotional availability—& (wrongly) imagined that most men had a similar handicap—I totes believe you.

NICE Marmot... aww.

If you have never said “Hey...” or “What are you thinking,” then: well-done! Dominus vobiscum, come in peace, etc (provided you’re not so rare as to be, like, a serial killer :(

Same diff. That actually sounds like a kinder, more romantic take than my own ;).

Oh, yeah. Grant is a well-known IRL dick, but he’s talented, & may be at his best playing mega-dicks! Take his turn as a Simon Cowell-esque magnate in American Dreemz (sp?)—he may be the only thing that makes the movie worth watching. HG didn’t do Cowell in it, per se; he was way more interesting. He was an…

It suggests the sort of arrogance & disregard that people sometimes attribute to surgeons & specialists. This woman might actually have been safer giving birth among random commuters on a city bus.

OK, my own theory is that “Hey...” is Millennialese for “What are you thinking?”

Then there’s a good chance that you regularly drop the most cringe-inducing, yet seemingly inescapable, post-coital line ever—ie:

Well, old-timey US conventions were a regular venue for punch-em-ups (things got kind of feisty on the floor of congress, too). So it’s really time we got around to addressing the respect of individuals’ personal space at these & perhaps other major gatherings as well. For instance, is there any official protection in…

Pulitzer..... Trumpet. [nudge-wink ;)]

Ow! $10 “Bargain” flix?

Uh huh. It’s hard. She’s saying good words, but is (almost certainly, & of necessity) LYING.

DT is my preference, but the ideal is surely as my Olympian girl-idol Ibtihaj Muhammad has it:

My mom always added a generous amt of paprika & a slice of ‘Amurrican’ Cheese to the mix. Heartening to know they at least figured out the paprika bit...