But you ARE really angry. About something. I detect a certain inability to tolerate any criticism or reflect on the possibility that maybe you are wrong. And you ARE resorting insults. Maybe it is time to step away from your keyboard?

Love, I wasn’t suggesting that you were ugly. I was merely amusedly positing that you might be an internet troll, given that your initial comment was the only one you have ever made on this website, and that it was ludicrous. Hence the very silly picture of a lady troll.

son... you are getting way more upset about this than anyone else. once you start bringing your life story into it, you’ve lost your way. is it so hard to admit you came out of the gate completely wrong, here? comparing a manolo flat to board shorts (when, in fact, someone has already supplied kevin smith’s sloppy…

My view of you is that you are not prepared to entertain for even a second the possibility that what you wrote earlier might have been wrong, unsubstantiated, or poorly argued. It would be good to see you defend your position in a reasoned way (not just “I’m entitled to my opinion”). No need to pile on, though, I…

Duh. Of course men in muscle tank = women in flats.

Are you actually making the argument that a woman in an evening gown and flat shoes is roughly equivalent to a sloppy man in board shorts and a muscle tank? Because if so, then you need to go back to the drawing board and find a new thought.

In college I worked security at Mr. Rogers’ apartment building. Fred did not do autographs, but other than that he and his wife were absolutely the nicest and most down-to-earth people that lived in the building. Everyone else there was old money and drove a Rolls...Fred drove a Honda. When I worked the overnight…

Back at my home town of Chihuahua, Mexico, there is the legend of Pascualita, a mannequin that is supposed to be the stuffed corpse of the daughter of the owner of a bridals gown’s shop. OR a mannequin so realistic that people think so, and that once, a wealthy man proposed to it.

This is why I can’t stand Jezebel sometimes.

His brain is likely in mint condition... Seeing as he uses it so infrequently.

I think our next behind closed ovens should feature commenters not getting super obvious jokes.

They’re not nearly as bad as the people who tell you they’re ready and then make you stand there while they read the menu. Those fucking people, man.

I hope these people were invited...

Clearly two aspects of the country that should be compared. Well tied together.

I don’t know if he’s that smart, though, I think people just have very low expectations on him. I saw him on Leno or Letterman or whatever back in the days, and I sort of expected him to mumble brief platitudes and be the stereotypical junkie diva. Instead he gave coherent answers that seemed to be his original ideas…

I honestly don’t think he IS. Whenever he speaks, he sounds like me when I was 13 and rilly rilly into Nietzsche and Anton Le Vey and self-congratulation about how much smarter I was than all the sheep, only he’s usually higher than I was.

What’s bullshit is Pitchfork and their cooler-than-thou brand of know-it-all douchery.

He’s only ten years Madonna’s junior, so... wayyyyyy too old for her.

Kids should be required to at least try anything before they reject it because “it looks funny,” though. I don’t agree with making kids eat everything they hate, but they damn sure shouldn’t get to sit in their plain-hamburgers-with-ketchup-and-maybe-plain-cheese-pizza comfort zone all the time (I’M LOOKING AT YOU, MY…

I think there's a difference between telling people not to talk about being abused and people who are whining about things that really aren't that big of a deal