This has always been such a strange thing for me to see expressed, because I shop at LUSH fairly regularly (about once or twice every couple of months — pretty much nothing else will work with my batshit skin issues), and there is barely a smell associated with the place. Maybe because my location always has their…

I don’t know anyone who acts this way.

Thank you for sharing this. Ever since seeing the interior of one (likely in a movie at some point) as a kid, I’ve always, always wanted to fly on a 747, but I never had the opportunity. 737 was as close as I ever got, and even that I only did once or twice.

I don’t waste time arguing with people whose heads are shoved as far up their own ass as yours clearly is.

Firstly, I’m sorry for what you’ve had to go through. I can’t imagine what that must be like, but I can only guess it must be incredibly rough. Hang in there.

“Your assumption is that I have something to defend myself against,” he told me. “I don’t.”

I am of the firm belief that an absolute minuscule percentage of women have any interest in cars whatsoever let alone racing them.

Kiss Kiss Bang Bang.

Especially considering the OP clearly doesn’t grasp the baseline definition of UFO: “unidentified flying object.” Nowhere in there does it specify it can’t be terrestrial or military aircraft; it literally just means “I don’t know what the hell we just saw.” Seems like something defense might want to look into, I…

comprised of

It’s like those guys who start with the phrase, “I owe you an apology,” and then, y’know... No apology ever surfaces. Put up or shut the hell up, Joe. (And please, for the love of god, DON’T RUN FOR OFFICE. Fuck’s sake.)

I’ve been asked on one date, in my entire life. I was 22 or 23 then (I can’t even remember now). I’m 31 now.

I can’t lie: the two absolute most monstrous people I’ve ever worked for were women. Like, they conspired to commit fraud to get me fired and made ineligible for unemployment, monstrous.

Considering that’s exactly what happened to me a few years ago, I find even thinking about this horrifying.

Well, that all sounds... absolutely awful.

I side-eyed that at first myself, but then wondered if maybe it was more a contextualizing remark? As in, these assholes wandered in, saw the new bartender, and started dropping the racial slurs because he was there. Would not surprise me at all.

All I can think of now is the DERELICTE campaign in Zoolander.

You win everything tonight, in my book, for the use of this .gif. (God, I love that movie.)

The fact that an artist who has accomplished as much — across decades — and been as influential as Janet Jackson is not in there already drives me crazy.

I appreciate that.