HA! Yeah, this situation is a case for angry, smiting, Old Testament God.

Don't worry, I didn't tell anyone about the Death Ray...ooops.

Consider the SN, as well.

Well, thank God for the woman in story two that her real charmer of a husband will die of a heart attack or other cholesterol induced disease pretty promptly, considering his habits.

I missed this comment yesterday, but there are literally no words to express how much I want to see how "RADICAL!" translates in the dubbed version.

You're not the only one.

*small voice* I just want to try the sofritas, just once...

I'd like to think I live dangerously, but trusting Taco Bell to serve me lobster is just a bridge too far over the river Kwai.

my name at gmail :)

we can be phobia phriends!

Let me see if I can accurately spell the noise I just made after looking through the pictures:

AWWWWW YISSSSSSS!

I will go with you on this journey. Just so I can do some on-the-spot investigative reporting.

Conspiracy. They are trying to hoard all the letters to themselves, whether they are pronounced or not.

You are everything that is right and good about interweb commenters.

I say I'd rather chip in to buy you a teacup piglet riding a miniature pony with sparklers and a sign that says, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"

You were at Barney's. There's no "possibly" about it.

"I say, Margot, how much richer are we than the rest of New York?"

Little known fact: this is actually what Herod's daughter wanted on a platter, not John the Baptist's head.

STAHHHP following me around, Pinkham! I just had Del Taco for lunch.