Seriously, Venmo and Paypal have changed our lives. I have three kids and my wife and other moms are constantly picking stuff up for one another, buying group tickets, etc. The amount of accounting that went into trying to keep it at all straight was out of control. Now they transact right on the spot.

I’d make them compete in a dance-off.

never use antibacterial anything unless you need to. thats how we get super bugs.

A dirty sponge murdered my twin brother.

“How to handle it when diners fight over the bill?”

Counterpoint: Public shaming may be the tool most appropriate to change not only his behavior, but that of the next racist.

As someone that worked in a bank, I can tell you this: If you’ve hyphenate your name, expect a life of inconvenience, because truth be told, nobody anywhere will ever be able to find your shit, ever. No two piece of documentation ever match. It is a nightmare. Anytime someone came to my window with a hyphenated name…

OK. I’ll let all the horribly abused children in my family (including myself) know what a terrible thing it is to point out that bringing children into the world whom you cannot care for, is a disgusting opinion to have.

You know, if poor whites didn’t embrace a culture of poverty, and didn’t listen to artists like Johnny Cash that celebrate marital dysfunction and drug dependency, maybe we wouldn’t be seeing these problems in the white community.

I can say with great certainty based on firsthand experiences that white rural Ohioans are fucking awful.

One could be an accident, two could be a coincidence. But when you set three, you’re sending a message.

Three seems like a purposeful number. Is this speaking from personal experience?

No, Money Down!

It wasn’t an ad hominem, as I wasn’t trying to debate, it was a flat out insult. Stay gold, ponyboy.

You need a hug, buddy?

“Why do servers always check in when my mouth is full?”

It would make me deliriously happy if Scotland just banned Trump altogether.

Makes sense. Usually when it’s happened for me it was when we were just grilling out. The host asks what to get, and some of the time the vegan offers to bring their protein hope everything else is taken care of.

Excepting potlucks, one assumes.

They’re about four times more expensive at the nearest health food store which is a little over ninety miles away, but thanks for judging the ethics of a purchase I made while my daughter’s cat was dying.