Allergic to proofreading?

I’ve already been flamed regarding my (correct) option of Reese’s Pieces today, so I shall refrain from telling y’all what I think of Dave Matthews.

Are men just...allergic to giving good apologies?

Starring for “physics knows.” I have been waiting for that phrasing for my entire life, I think.

He is an angel, truly a gift. Him and my infant son and 9 year old son are really the only males I trust and don’t consider to be actual dumpsters with arms.

I have zero time for handwringing about these guys. Should they be able to have a basic standard of living and one or two people who enjoy them enough to keep in touch? Sure. I’m willing to engage in some advocacy on behalf of poor sex offenders in that vein. Everyone listed already has that, though.

And here I thought he was sexy because he was tall, good looking and ripped.

I think comparing her salary to Graydon’s is a little absurd for the reasons you list in your last graph, and more. I think the better comparison is: How does her salary compare to other EICs at major mags with a similar amount of experience? Say, Michelle Lee at Allure? Or a comparable guy in that position (sorry, I…

I can’t ever marry because women sense my power, and they seek the life essence. I do not avoid women, but I do deny them my essence.

🎶Somebody’s single🎶

Whatever, you guys still have Max on board! He’ll be able document everything with his tiny camera even though there is a fullblown camera crew right the fuck there.

You saaaaaaaaaaaalty.

Every day I wake up the luckiest man in the world, and she wakes up somehow ignoring the fact that she can do so much better. ;)

Ban ‘em. If someone wants to marry me they can take that money and spend it on my buying me my entire “To Read” booklist.

My stupid floofers are not only enormous, but have massive meat hooks for paws and claws. They are very kindly, tender children, but Dexter (shouldn’t have named him after a fictional serial killer) likes to get my attention by ‘patting’ at my ankles and legs with his massive claws. And Deb likes to ‘make biscuits’ on…

Stray cats? My cat has a damned home and she still tries to murder me. She’s going to regret it when she succeeds and then can’t open her own cans of food.

I, for one, welcome our cat overlords.

I long ago accepted the inevitable fate that awaits me: being eaten by my cats. I just hope that it mostly happens after my death.