You never really understood the whole “cry wolf” story, did you?

I know it’s all about celebrity, but it’s pretty fucked up that the loser gets $3 mill, the winner gets $200k.

“Vanity keeps me from throwing away my makeup and sanity keeps me from, as I often feel the repugnant urge, breaking the mirror with the surface of my own face and leaving us both cracked open. But I also can’t deny my current impulse to become as ugly and unlikeable as I can, merely to serve as constant reminder of…

The whole ‘superpatriot guy is ACTUALLY evil and oh, he’s also into eugenically culling the human race*’ story line is such obvious political commentary I find it a little childish, actually.

“I also have to remember that everyone in their secret histories has made some transgression against women, just as I—in my whiteness, my relative economic comfort, my blind spots, and areas of ignorance—have surely offended and impeded someone else.”

I still have the coupon from my first D&D set (1979) that is supposed to be good for a full set of polyhedra dice, with the retailer being able to redeem that coupon for (IIRC) $1.50 with Tactical Studies Rules in WI.

You came here in pursuit of a guy getting hit in the seeds.

And if they’re just coffee, they’re a crapton better for you than the Starbucks “milkshake disguised as coffee” beverages anyway.

You know those are the lesbian cosplay images we’re looking for, right?

A good guess would be spending a lot of time on Jezebel.

Bullshit.

First, let me be clear: I despise the fact that athletes (I was one, but didn’t get a serious look at the Div I level), are treated like young gods, protected from harm, and generally allowed to be assholes.

Something around 18 hours, I believe.

Most people don’t get the luxury of choosing which customers they work for. “I shan’t serve you a BURGER because you are a WHITE OPPRESSOR!”