This is not inaccurate.

It’s kind of what you make of it. My pluses:

I moved here in the ’70s to go to Brown, and get as far away as I could from my parents. Q.E.D.

My parents took great delight in going out to the beach and digging them up (you could readily see the little 1/4" air holes they breathed through in the wet sand) but I never actually tasted one.

And believe it or not, that’s a little one. Just Google ’em.

I live in Rhode Island, but this is is a new one for me. It just started getting warm again, so I don’t doubt things are pretty pungent.

I did mean aliterate – someone who can read, but chooses not to.

Not sure if you’re exaggerating for rhetorical effect or not.

I hope you know I wasn’t trying to be a know-it-all… I actually looked it up myself, because I spelled it as alliterate at first, which means something totally different.

I hope you have a spectacular time. As The Handmaid’s Tale advised, don’t let the bastards get you down.

I meant what I sez, and I sez what I meant.

“Florida Man Does Something Well, Is Killed For His Efforts”

This douchenozzle? I really shouldn’t be linking, as he just wants the attention… but here it is: Today’s Douchebag of the Moment

Looks like one; it might be one of those disposable paper examination gowns you get for a physical.

When women start to gather in groups, are some men deathly afraid they might be up to some kind of Lysistrata-style organized pact?

I’ve already said elsewhere that anyone who has a problem with this really needs to have their diaper changed.

Christ, what an asshole.

“…and those photos made his heart grow three sizes that day. ”

I understand people have differing points of view, and I’m not about to argue with yours; I respect your opinion. But for anyone who still hasn’t seen them:

I can see your point.