...the working poor?

You mean Curt from Boston?

cockroaches, not cockroach's

Ack! It's been YOUR panties I've been cleaning out of the cages!

Leave your water bottle in the car. Also, the linings of some canned foods have BPA.

If you go up, you'll be able to titrate back down. Since you're not coming off of them completely, you shouldn't have too many issues. So don't worry about that. Just hoping the increase will help with the intrusive thoughts. Keep us up to date here—we care.

Actually, you're a hero (albeit one nearing death due to your astronomical cholesterol count): whoever did not get their cheeseburger is alive today thanks to you.

Mr. Dengo had herpes. He was very boogery, and sneezed boogers a lot. He was very stoic about it, of course, and never complained.

Also not rape: that 10-year-old was asking for it. http://www.nytimes.com/2014/07/20/wor…

Not rape. She was nodding her head after I gave her that drink.

Rachmaninov's 3rd!

eeeeeeeee! Adultosaur is talking to me!

Ooh, Diminuitive Cunt. Good band name.

See raisedbycat's post, above.

GIVE ME ALL THE MEATS!

Could you not say that so loud? It's so crunchy—ack, airway closing up...

A poster named zodiakleo claims to be the offender in the story. Didn't want to reply to it directly.

"The free bread! Just like that table over there is having!"