brb putting a blue streak in my hair

I feel like you missed the point of what I said.

That's an insult to sourdough.

Their version of me is just Red She-Hulk.

Then you come over and we cry-eat pie.

He's one of the few prominent Christians I can think of who was sincere about it.

I mean, there is a kernel of truth to it, but we aren't allowed to have nice things.

They probably think he sang at San Quentin just to look like a badass, instead of trying to give a bunch of dudes serving life sentences a little bit of entertainment and escape from the drudgery.

What?! That's such a fucking cute film.

Because we as Americans have been inculcated with the idea that if we all just talked to one another we'd find that we're all the same underneath, or some other fucking well-meaning garbage that never goes the way it's supposed to.

I can't imagine being them and seeing my father's face being worn by someone so full of hatred and bigotry, so I understand why they felt the need to make a statement to denounce and dissociate themselves from it. And the Cash family managed to do it in an uplifting, classy way.

I was hoping that the link would involve what I thought it did, and I am delighted that it does.

It's like when I first learned "excuse me" as a kid and I literally thought it gave me blanket permission to just interrupt adults as long as I said that first. My parents, however, taught me differently. Unfortunately, 45 is not a child - well, he isn't supposed to be, but he's got a terminal case of the terrible…

C. Montgomery.

I miss the San Gennaro festival. I went to it on purpose, but I see what you mean.

Oh god. I went to college with a woman who works for HBO's social media and is actually relatively high up. She must be dealing with such a nightmare right now.

Because I was 10?

She's self-absorbed, which is what makes her clueless, not her intelligence level.

Hannah Hart is okay. But she has an actual TV show now.

This fucking moron. How big of him.