Scumbags.

It bugs me because I have no connection. :-(

No shit. Does he utter that line while in a Trust Circle? Or maybe sitting by the fire in his Dockers with a nice glass of amaretto?

Love, love, love this movie so much. I was eight the first time I saw it, and became totally obsessed with it. I'll still watch it any time it's on. It's just completely awesome.

So jealous. When I was a little girl and obsessed with this movie, she was everything I wanted to be when I grew up.

That;s what I always thought. Yeah, he was obviously expected to "mate" with her, but he was at least going to try to make her comfortable/show some kindness to her, rather than just leaping on top of her while she cried.

Exactly. What about companies like TGI Friday's who give free desserts on someone's birthday?

Yeah, I don't see how the suit he's wearing in the picture is going to be any more speed-enhancing than a little Speedo.

That's what I was thinking, too, complete with swim cap, and maybe noseplugs. That would be AWESOME. I'd love to see a lifeguard in one of those. And he could hand out wise life advice to all the young whippersnappers.

Yes, it is a fact. Lesbians only eat yogurt.

Forgiveness, or absolution? There's a difference.

Good for her! *applause*

Urban fantasy. :-) I used to write erotic romance when I first started, but I have more fun when I can move the relationship to the back burner and write creepy. :-)

Thanks! :-) The sad thing is, while I was generally pretty happy with my weight/body at that time, I think if it hadn't been for the fact that I only had a month or two before the wedding, and if they'd been nicer about it, I might've been tempted. But I was just way too stressed out and busy to contemplate adding a…

Oh, thanks! :-)

That's what I wondered. You sent a fifteen-year-old child to be photographed and didn't bother to go along to make sure the pictures taken were appropriate? And that, you know, the child had an advocate there in case she was asked to do something she wasn't comfortable doing?

The Aristocrats!

I know! She'd seemed so nice, too; I still wish I'd said something, but then, she did see me talking to the baby's mother, and I did glare at her as I left, so at least I did something, I figure.

What's so disturbing about this isn't even the hot sauce or the cold shower (though both absolutely disturb me) so much as the glee with which they're administered. This woman seems to be *enjoying* treating her child like this, and it's sickening.

Thank you. I actually blogged about this when it happened, the absolutely disgusting fact that "Dr." Phil didn't contact the authorities—which a therapist/psychiatrist/counselor/whatever is legally required to do. I know he let his license lapse or whatever, but the fact that that asswipe is still on the air and…