Anyone else notice that the bit about being a size 6 and wearing a DD cup was quietly excised?

Meanwhile, the writers of “Under My Thumb” can come and go as they please.

Well, a lot of people don’t know that not only are seed bugs catholic, they are also apostolic.

I’m a man, and when my boss asks my opinion, I generally try to phrase my answers deferentially. “Well, what we could do is...” and “If you want, I could...”

Women, when you’re eating a power lunch with your coworkers, stop using fucking napkins. It’s just another form of weakness. I know it seems polite, but if you want to display your power, just wipe your mouth on your sleeve!

When I was a little kid in the ‘80s, I had a set of Star Wars story books, one for each movie. They came with these floppy square LPs that you’d put on a record player and had sound effects for each page of the book—there would be a beep and that was your cue to turn the page. The books were all illustrated with…

There’s the one where you’re driving her home and you’ve never been so nervous in your life and you stop the car in the middle of the dirt road and she asks you what you’re doing and you lean in and kiss her.

Married dude here. First thing in the morning is actually when I’m least interested in sex. My wife is usually ready to go after a shower. If it’s a late morning on a Saturday or Sunday, and she says “I think I’ll go take a shower,” I’m like “Awwwwwww yeah.”

Transport yourself, for a moment, back to simpler days of 2010. Back when viral meant “something you catch from a snot-covered child” and nobody used #blessed ironically. Back when all flexing was done at the club or on MySpace, and Instagram meant “immediately, a graham cracker.”

Seriously, you can cross bridges like that on the Garden State Parkway.

Heh. The sex in “It” was pretty bad as well. I seem to remember an orgasm being described as a “tactical nuke.”

I want to read every one of those articles.

I’ve been reading Stephen King since I was in middle school. His sex scenes can be... cringe inducing.

“Faint heart ne’er won fair lady,” as my old man used to say.

I hear where you’re coming from. It’s important to remember though, that violent crime really was terrifyingly high in those days. I used to work with a guy who grew up in South L.A. who told me that back in the ‘90s, if you saw some guys driving slowly down the street in a convertible, you ran for your life. If you…

Based only on this information you have provided, I am going to make the following assumptions:

My parents videotaped “The Miracle of Life” off of PBS and just made me watch that.

The most exciting part about it is that the engine looks like the parts all came from McMaster-Carr.

Whenever I fly to the West Coast I always try to get a layover in Denver. I can’t remember the name of it but there’s a Southwestern place in the airport that has great food and great Bloody Marys. Which for some reason are the only things I drink, when I drink at the airport.