mrsbeeton
Montauk Monster
mrsbeeton

Now I understand why Dennis and Sweet Dee turned out the way they did.

You have the patience of an internet saint.

All Allen cares about at this point is whether he can expense the hot dog he ate or not (no).

Sure there's a name: "fucking weird"

WHY DID THEY NOT TALK ABOUT THIS BEFORE THEY GOT MARRIED?

So his boyfriend can get over that but you can't? That's really weird.

It's also not trolling—trolling would have been subjecting her to the same kind of vicious harassment campaign she subjected her victims to. It's a reporter reporting on a story.

Being called out on your BS is not bullying. If she was entitled to be a troll, others were entitled to troll right back. And being mentally ill is not license to be a jackass.

She replied: "I'm entitled to do that."

I love that this comment is coming ostensibly from the writer of a 19th century guide to running an upper class English household.

Huh. I did not picture John Roberts as devastatingly handsome.

Needs to be a gif.

Softsoap? Plebe.

Sort of related to this, Elisabeth Badinter published an article a while back about how these new types of helicopter/attachment/earth mama parenting - but particularly motherhood - are undoing the advances we've achieved in the last 50 years and basically holding women back but more perversely, through guilt and the

The mere fact that we even discuss automobiles puts us above the herd :P

Somehow I avoided immediately quitting my job and selling my house to get rock.

When I was in my early 20's, there was a club that my friends and I went to SO often that we joked about it being cheaper to just pay them rent. We knew everyone. Everyone knew us. My cousin, a 6'8" hulk of a guy, was the bouncer. It was just one of those great (if slightly alcoholic) moments in time.

Drove my date to a bar in Camden, NJ (look that up if you dare) during the height of the crack epidemic in the '90s. She told me it was to pick up her paycheck. Turns out it was a biker bar and she was going there to buy crack from the bartender. And this isn't your weekend white guys riding bikes for fun-type of