Or by the dumpster, behind the Trump Tower building.

You try carrying and birthing six damn kids and see how snappy you look, mister. I much prefer to think of some overweight 28 year old NASCAR fan pulling the Trump lever. He can join my hillybilly in-laws at the polls.

That's Treyf, babe.

Thinking of setting up a Go Fund Me account to raise funds for medical treatment to alleviate my PTSD from seeing that short-sleeved mock turtleneck.

MOST FREQUENT CAUSE OF BURN: Geno's Pizza Rolls

Good to know "Tears" are the standard for 70 years of marriage. That makes "Frustration" at 20 years and "Homicidal Dreams" at 50 seem par for the course.

Would that be an uncharted desert isle?

This must be from when she was pregnant with Jim's baby. Was that Season 5 or 6?

Jesus, this guy is an ACTOR, not a cop, or a real-life badass. He's not Muhammed Ali or a Navy Seal or even a Usain Bolt. He's in movies. He marries a lot, lives the high life, a life of cush and spoils. It just kills me that he's grown to believe he is some sort of amalgam of the characters he's played. Early onset???

He's probably just regramming entries from the Weight Watchers account. I recognize that font!

Christ, I'm a middle aged woman in the Midwest and I knew what it was.

We’re Jewish and would definitely rather send our kid to ASSC than any Christian-themed thing.

He doesn't know my 12-year-old.

Yeah, I was trying to be a smart-ass but as usual, kind of missed the mark. I'm a Reform Jew so these wacko Christian sects are about as real to me as Peter Pan and Neverland.

Because people don't have affairs to be with "hotter" people; they usually are seeking some sort of validation or attention.

Well, that's life as a Republican!

You would be the person my daughter would gravitate to at an event!

Needs Bryan Garner's Law Prose seminar.

Ditto. I'm half-way there just looking at the picture of them together. I miss my mom!!!!!

Ate this on break once when I was working retail at a bookstore. Twenty hand-washings later, I'm on the 800 number with Pop Secret trying to figure out how to get the yellow off my hands (and not transferred onto books). Soothing words of calm from PS and a complimentary set of coupons sent to my apartment.