I used to, rather reflexively, admire Mother Theresa. Then I read about things she actually said and did.

We do! SNS is fun, but crowded.

What a great kid! Sorry you had to be hurt, but at least you had a laugh.

“Only a” beloved being.

I vote YES.

I can’t help, but as someone who has had her password rejected on two prior accounts, I empathize.

Many cheeses use an enzyme from a (dead) calf’s belly, so that might be it. But yeah, I doubt logic is the prime factor.

I’m holding out for gouda.

I feel comforted just looking at that warm and fuzzy tableau.

I could happily be a fruitarian if there were cheese trees.

Adding up so many contenders is infuriating.

I once knew a Karmen (as in Karmann) Ghia. I currently know a Shelby Cobra, and a Porshe. I meet a lot of car-obsessed folks, I guess.

Other commenters helped me, all the times I was gray. :)

As did P.G. Wodehouse, much to my delight.

I wish I had the power.

Ha, yes. I gave him the “yeah well, he’s a viscount” pass. It’s all Featherstonhaugh and the like for titled folks.

Since I wouldn’t be shocked or dismayed if she had ever worked as an escort, I’m focusing on the name Webster G. Tarpley. Talk about regret.

Nah. You are simply being an insulting blowhard. Try it somewhere else.

What a sweetheart. I’m sorry.

He was a beauty. I’m sorry for your loss.