I'm honestly not sure! I've seen so many variations on this post it's either brilliant satire or just all too common cluelessness.

If you're serious about this question and not just hilariously pretending to be either clueless or a troll, you don't ever approach a woman on the street. It doesn't matter if she's got a boyfriend, a husband, a girlfriend or whatever- that's not the point. Her walking by you without looking at you should be…

Gail King said something similar, that if men tell her she looks good she thanks them and "does a little twirl" for them. Yuck.

Imagine, just TRY to imagine, what it would be like to walk down the street and have random men say that shit to you all day, every day. Asking for your number, saying "Damn" in a way that means "I'm looking at your ass, and I would like to have sex with you". Not women, but men of all ages and sizes and varying…

I cannot star this comment enough. The whole "okay so I'm harassing my receptionist by greeting her in the morning" argument has to be the dumbest thing I'm ever heard, and the fact that he keeps trying to defend it is even more absurd.

I hear you. Even in the dead of Winter completely bundled like the Michelin Man I would get honked at, and shit yelled at me from car windows. It feels like an attack, not a compliment.

He was ruined long before she came into his life, he just hides it a lot better than she does. His public personae is very cleverly crafted but it's just that. He works that boyish. floppy-haired thing very much to his advantage.

Your dream church is Michael Chabon's living room? Huh.

They're two peas in a narcissistic pod, those two. He's just got floppy hair and a cute British accent (and yes, writing talent) to distract people from how up his own ass he is.

Ignorance really IS bliss, isn't it?

Are you talking about the Canadian Star or the American Star? They're very different animals.

They broke the "John Edwards has a girlfriend and a secret baby" story.

Yeah, I was like "Hey that's my friend Ben!"

She may have already come back under another name. Blythe herself didn't exist, so "Judy" (we don't know her real name) may have made up another personae and started reviewing again, as far as we know.

Under the name Blythe, at least. Since that was a made up identity, maybe "Judy" has made up another one?

Except Blythe doesn't seem to actually exist. Hale uses a fake name for Blythe's real name (if that makes sense) so "Judy" can just make up another sock puppet identity to post her reviews under, right? Yes, Hale and her immediate circle may know her real identity but she didn't reveal it to the public.

That's... one of the stupidest kid's names I've ever heard. At least they can call him Arty for short, though.

Oh no! I stack plates at home and when I'm out, pretty much compulsively. It never ever occurred to me that the waitpeople weren't doing they're job. Now I'm worried I've insulted people over the years. I always tip over 20 percent though. (if someone sucks they get fifteen) Does that make up for the stacking?

I just can't with the socks. The second one is weirdly hypnotic, though.

SO with you on it being made up. If you take out the food buzzwords it sounds like a gossip item from the '50s.