Trad wife? What the hell is this shit? 

God, he’s so creepy.

I see him and think of Backpfeifengesicht.

I am from the Toledo area, and actually owned a 1920s-era home near Sylvania and Douglas about 10 years ago. I loved that house and was sad to leave it. Very cool story!

Fuck her. And fuck Ken Starr. Mr. Morality and Ms. Complicit here had an affair. The hypocrisy is mind blowing.

Marj is a skank.

I am stealing this line, “... the perfect conclusion for a story that can only be described as fan fiction about oneself.” That is fucking hilarious!

Yes, but that is fine with this Gen X’er

Yes. This. I cried like a baby when he died. I had a chance to go see Nirvana in Detroit in the fall of 1993, but I didn’t go. They were going to play Lollapalooza that summer (1994), so I figured I would just go see them then. The damnable misery of it was the guy I was going to go with to the Detroit show died of…

Thanks for this tip!

Ugh. This bitch.

Jesus Christ. What an asshole.

Do you think they want to be friends? Sign me up for a Martian friend.

Now I want pizza! One of the best pizzas I ever had was in Chicago. I didn’t get there often but Toledo had some kick ass pizzas, namely at J&G Pizza Palace, The Village Idiot, and PizzaPapalis. I live way across the country now and the pizza here is not that good.

What a gross pig.

I voted for the shrooms! 

YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY! 

KFC was my first job! To make the coleslaw we would manually shred the cabbage and carrots using a giant shredder into a huge industrial size bucket-type plastic container, then add the mayo sauce, and stir it all with a giant paddle. The lid was put on, the date was noted and then the container was put into the…

I love Three Billy Goats Gruff with the troll under the bridge.

That really is amazing.