I'm pretty sure that they're all fake. Either cyborgs or holograms, whichever's cheaper and has a more nasal voice.

Better that he is putting it in a jar and not in a person. That is one strange individual.

I have no idea. I don't watch those shows, but I've seen both women shown in ads for one of the Housewives shows.

I concur with everything you just said.

I don't believe that Chicago exists. I have never been there; no one I know has ever been there (except for my friend Jackie who changed planes at O'Hare, but she said it was real snowy so it could have been a different airport covered in white paint); "Chicago" is a funny word and "City of Broad Shoulders" rings real…

If I had a libertarian magazine, I'd be trying hard to avoid confirming the stereotype of libertarians as being strictly out of touch white men who mistake their own chin-stroking blatherings for insight.

Yes, Victor, there is a rape conspiracy, because it makes you feel better about resenting women for the lack of unsolicited blowjobs you get while waiting for the bus. You deserve them, after all; you're such a Nice Guy.

It's Reality Lite, for those worried that watching normal people with spots and cellulite might be contagious or something

But why didn't she do something to stop him? I'm not saying it was okay for him to attack her, but it was a public event and she could've said "no" or yelled for security anytime and since I didn't read anything in this statement about her doing that, I can only conclude she must've consented to being slapped. And…

And hopefully that will discourage anyone from hiring him purely for shock value.

people like him *don't* just go away. They get louder and more shrill and exploit whatever avenues they can to shove themselves in everyone's faces. Because what they have to say is so goddamned important, don't'cha know.

"I'm still unsure what to do" — I love it when stories of spiritual journeying end in the same BS in which they started. No "Eat, Pray, Love" here. Fuck spiritual journeys. Things were, and remain muddy as hell. It's the way of the future.

exactly.

We got sexy: Fishermen, Birthday Cake Delivery Men, an OB-GYN (Manuel Rico), a Metro Guard (Guilherme Leão), and Obama's speech writer (Jon Favreau).

We really need a tour of the whole house.

I've changed a lot since I turned 30. It was only 2.5 years ago, but big things happened that were sort of life changers. I even went from being introverted to extroverted because I decided it would be beneficial at this point (useful when advocating for my selectively mute kid). And yes, I was definitely a big ass…

This is a LIE! GET OFF MY LAWN!

Oh... yeah? Well... KISS MAH GRITS.

Ah, ok. I just re-read that part too. Sigh. I guess I still don't understand anything anymore.