I said to my husband, "I can't wait until she gets out of the house and starts telling us all about how she's the real victim." She's already started, whining about the blonde jokes that are directed her way. Because that's completely the same thing.

It's just like what Jackie Robinson had to deal with. SIXTY-SIX YEARS AGO. Two generations later and minorities still have to turn the other cheek.

He sounds so lovely, it breaks my heart thinking if him crying. Ugh, too much realism for me.

You know what's the most fucked up & heartbreaking part of this whole clip? Howard telling Candice just to stand with him and be the bigger person. It is ALWAYS Black people who have to be the bigger people and that fucking sucks, because if Candice would have defended herself in ANY other way in the face of that kind…

Howard is what really got to me. He had to talk Candice down, even though she was right to be pissed, when he was highly offended himself. I bet he's a hellava youth counselor. And Helen is smarter than those 3 idiots combined. AND THEY DON'T THINK THEY ARE RACIST. Yep, again, we are in a post-racial society. …

This reminds me of the Real World: Sydney cast. Two of the girls (Shauvaughn and...someone) were SO mean to their Muslim roommate Parissa, and Kelly-Anne (who I REALLY wanted to like) just followed their lead. When the other one finally physically assaulted Parissa and was sent home, Kelly-Anne and the replacement…

And the food is delicious.

I remember telling having a class where the teacher asked what did we do over the weekend. I said I went to an Ethiopian restaurant. The class idiot (clown) asks, they have a cuisine? Yeah Ethiopian culture is older than Moses, but somehow they have never had food or a cuisine.

Good to see Ethiopia has solved all the more pressing issues that have plagued it.

Donnie stepped into the bedroom, shrugging off his leather jacket and sauntering to the bed, where Jenny lay, emitting a coy little giggle at his approach. As he slid down onto the soft, yielding mattress, she rolled onto her arched back, tingling with anticipation.

"Talk dirty to me, Donnie," she croaked.

Donnie…

I was thinking that "Separate but equal black peas and white rice" was the clear winner here but "Chef Boy-are-you-lookin-me-in-the-eye-ar-dee" immediately dethroned it.

Civil Rice was awesome!

My personal favorite was Swing Low Sweet Cherry Pie.

Those and "KKKsadilla" and "Salt and Vin*gger Chips" were mine.

I think my dad has the perfect answer to the Paula Deen disaster:

An FYI for the women, this is coming from a straight man. Manuel Ferrara is the only name that matters in porn, and the one you wanna look up.

I propose that Jezebel host a discussion panel with some of the guys on this list. I don't care what they discuss, I'll buy a ticket.

I barley hear anything about Spelt these days.