That's a bingo! I get my mom something from them every Christmas. "Oh, just a strand of fake pearls would be nice" meant I was able to buy her a 100" strand of real pearls for $80 (originally $500).

You say mess, I say looking at him for more than three seconds turns me predatorial. Let's call his whole clothes off.

I love Raja, but I was always Team Manila. She lives a few blocks away from me and I squee with delight every time I see her walking around Harlem.

I just want fucking train time clocks in stations. Seriously, what the fuck. I live at a hub station and would really appreciate knowing when one of the four lines that runs through is going to show up. "Two stations away" doesn't tell us anything when the train doesn't show up for 10 minutes. And realtime bus updates…

Jinkx is one of the most talented queens the show has ever had. Seeing her belt "I Dreamed a Dream" the other night dressed as Little Edie was seven thousand layers of gay awesomeness. Few of the queens on the show understand history and culture the way she does. #MONSOONSEASON

I will never not be on Kate Winslet's side in any matter in life, but I LOVE REBECCA HALL SO MUCH and "Starter for 10" is one of my all-time favorite movies and she was amazing as Hermione in "The Winter's Tale" at BAM. Why must we choose?!

Well, for starters, there's a statement of opinion as fact and no defense of it, so how about that?

Or better yet, if he were a 36-year-old man with the same diagnoses but who looked like Louie Anderson or something and was looking for a 23-year-old girlfriend (or boyfriend). He'd be labeled as creepy or pathetic, but this guy looks like he can blend in regular society so we have to feel sowwy for him. It's funny…

I wonder if everyone would still feel bad for him if he weren't a conventionally attractive man.

Can someone please explain to me what all the fuss over GoT is about? I'm not trolling, I'm asking honestly. I watched the first two episodes of Season 1 recently and didn't see anything that wasn't garden variety fantasy/vaguely Medieval. What gives?

That's because it did.

When I was 11, I got my own phone line and REFUSED to accept anything other than the clear phone. 1998, you had some good times after all.

I'm going to get crucified for this, but I think women have it way easier when it comes to dressing for work, at least in regard to options. Yes, it's more difficult to figure out separates, etc., but men are relegated pretty much to one silhouette—dress shirt, slacks, and dress shoes. A tie and/or jacket may or may…

Sadly, this will also lead to is more children being pushed through the system with passing grades that don't deserve them. The cycle is horrible and needs such a major overhaul that it doesn't seem like anything but something cataclysmic can bring it about. I realize how apocalyptic I sound so I won't say more, but…

Bring. Back. The Stoner Channel.

That's a bingo! Freshman year, I decided that 15 shots of cheap sour apple vodka would be the right amount to drink after eating a bowl of Cheerios and a Dorito for dinner. I'm an Andy Dwyer-esque type, but couldn't handle it.

Lack of resources? Condoms are a pittance compared to all of that fake hair.

Just because someone matters doesn't mean I want them to be able to Facebook Chat with me any time I'm on the site.

That's not relevant to the "What would your friends on each social network do for you?" conversation.

Ha! Of course, didn't you think so? :)