I've followed this entire rabbit hole exchange just for the pure joy of watching you decimate the sad-face logic. And were I not terribly fond of Mr. rottenkitty, I'd totally be in love with you.

Well, in the show, the actor is seriously gorgeous. And he's one of the few characters in the books who isn't completely emotionally fucked because of what happens to him.

Actually, I saw a teaser for a documentary about bronies, and I thought it was awesome. I really like the idea that there men who were secure enough that they were willing to like what they like regardless of other people's opinion. So, no hate here.

Word. I'll be sure to tell my close friend, who has six 85-90 alts, plus his main that he's a big girl. Oh, and he does all that other stuff, too.

But, Penny, he couldn't have jumped on that high horse if he'd actually paid attention to what you said. Heavens!

I'm really sorry your mom said that to you. Sadly, sometimes people just can't see beyond their own experience to understand that other people aren't just them with a different mask on. And I'm really sorry she said that hurtful thing to you.

Stop it now. You're being far too sensible and not at all judge-y. And we can't have that.

Actually, I've never told anyone about this before. I'm glad you talked about your ordeal. It made talking about mine easier. So, thank you, too.

Unrelenting vomiting. Couldn't keep anything down. Vomited until there was nothing to come up, then brought up black stuff. Emotional freak-outs. There was more, but yeah, you covered most of it. I also terminated.

I think the most feminist thing you could do is to evaluate her positions the same way you might evaluate a male candidate: Do I agree with them on the issues? If she doesn't pass, don't support her. Full stop.

Hoppin' John — use fresh peas for the best results. And according to southern superstitions, eating Hoppin' John on New Year's Day is good luck. Eat some greens for folding money in the new year.

She's charming, cute as a button, and actually in tune. And the songs she's singing aren't easy. Most of those songs have been heavily produced and likely achieved with the help of autotune, so yeah, she's got loads of talent.

While no one knows what really goes on between the people in a relationship, there's plenty of evidence, as you say, that theirs wasn't the perfect love she likes to portray. And she relentlessly trots Lennon out when she has some new project to flog, so that's pretty obnoxious.

Same ankle. Got well enough to wear the damn things again, and bingo, re-sprained it. Really dumb. And yes, it hurt like hell. Vanity will ass bite one.

Chanel No. 5 is my main fragrance, but I also love Dyptique's Eau Lente and Annick Goutal's Eau d'Hadrian. I have a bottle of Joy 1000 floating around somewhere, but it's just too floral for me. Also, Fresh has some lovely fragrances but they can be hit or miss.

In the rottenkitty's youth, she sprained her ankle not once, but twice in a six-week period wearing stilettos. I blame the drugs.

They also shorten your Achilles tendon. They force your center of gravity into the wrong place. And yes, those shoes are fucking hot. Dammit.

Charming. The Internet and it's ability to show the absolute worst in humanity tops itself with this comment. Take a bow, dickweed. You win the Internets asshole award today.

Oh, so much this. Unless your break-up was truly amicable, it's just prolonging a bad situation. I have one ex I stayed good friends with, and the rest were...unfortunate. Why go there?

You're an amazingly brave and resilient woman. I hope for nothing but happiness for you in your life. And may your ex-POS fade like a bad dream.