How embarrassing—I clicked to edit my comment to change it to Louis Quinze, and accidentally clicked to follow myself instead. Now I look like the type of person who would make a snide remark about tacky reproductions of rococo furniture AND follow myself. I need to do something heartily Midwestern to regain my…

I noticed it too—it just doesn’t fit in very well. As for its replacement, well, I did an image search for “tacky gold coffee table” and nothing really jazzed me. Well, there was this little number,

Yup, I cried.

I watched the whole clip and now I am both impressed by how well she dealt with him and also nearly speechless with rage at how patronizing he was. What. An. Ass.

I was expecting some creative writing about where the characters are now, and I was expecting it to be pretty depressing. Do you think the PM and the lowly servant stayed together? My heart says yes but my head says no. 

I admire your attitude. I usually love Christmas (cheesy music and all), but this year I’m just not feeling it.

I actually fantasized about this already. I’m on team “agree to go, then refuse to shake his hand.”

DEFINITELY my favorite of the year too.

Are those parrots mating? How have I never noticed this before? I guess I was too focused on how gross Trump is to notice the rest of the image.

I’ll tell you the same thing I told the other person on this thread who is recovering from addiction: way to make the choices that are best for you, even when it’s hard. That is truly awesome.

Seriously, congratulations on staying sober through this shit show. Way to make the choices that are best for you!

I’m so sorry for your loss. I’ve known enough people with contentious, even toxic, relationships with their in-laws to know how beautiful it is when you truly love them and they love you. I hope that soon you’ll be able to enjoy Christmas and your memories of him, but don’t push yourself; grief has its own…

Also, that hair is not a good look for him.

THAT IS SUCH A GOOD IDEA. I’m going to have to make one for myself.

Did you ever read The Wilder Life? It’s all about one woman’s journey thorough revisting the books and going to the “Little Houses” and stuff. I really enjoyed it! https://www.amazon.com/Wilder-Life-Adventures-Little-Prairie/dp/1594485682/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8

My parents told me and my brothers that once a long time ago, a kind man (St. Nicolas) gave presents to people in honor of Jesus’ birthday. Now we give presents to each other too, and it’s fun to pretend that Santa is real to remember that kind man. They also told me that some kids believe that Santa is real, and…

I don’t know. I tried looking on Google for a bit, but didn’t find anything.

Oh yeah, that’s an important distinction.

Oh, right. Forgot about Sandra Fluke—he really has to be that dense after all. It must be SO NICE to be born as an automatic authority on everything. “Who needs research or facts? I already have a penis!”

It was amazing. How can you get it and so fundamentally NOT GET IT at the same time? It has to be deliberate, right? Nobody can actually be that dense. It did make me laugh though, so I guess that’s something.