After the big song off, seeing that damn empty portrait made me weep buckets. You're not alone.

That is exactly what I was thinking of. Mystical blow job floating yogis.

And this is me attempting to do anything sexually appealing. Remember that sexy striptease Jaime Lee Curtis does in True Lies? That part where she falls? Take out the rest of that sexy fun and that is me, falling down, maybe flailing a leg in the air like I'm in an 80s workout video to cover my tracks. I got zero…

There's got to be some kind of props we're not seeing. A platform behind them that he's resting a butt cheek on? Perhaps he has a rope around his neck for a little erotic asphyxiation? Or maybe the photo op lasted for 10 seconds, with both parties furiously thinking, "Please, please don't damage anything."

Colbert is fantastic! But I think Craig Ferguson's the best of the network guys. I'm gonna miss that Scottish perv.

Ah. That's..... really disappointing. And terribly stupid. Thanks for letting me know.

I'm pretty sure that was satire. At least I hope it was.

I'm stuck with pads. My vag is just weirdly shaped enough that neither tampons nor cups will stay in place. It's probably for the best since I've got horrendous endometriosis and have to go through several of those nighttime pads a day. I can keep a better eye on things with a pad.

The In-Betweeners I believe. Excellent, hilarious show on the BBC.

Well, that's what the staff is for, duh. Also, just leave some white vinegar out for a couple of days and it'll kill the smell. Also. You'll need like 75 litterboxes.

If only Sonic would bring back my Frito burrito, I would be a happy girl. Alas, it does not seem to be in the cards. A Frito taco makes no end of sense. But then, nothing at Taco Bell does.

Man, I was so with you until your last three paragraphs. Then you burned your bridges.

No one has mentioned the most important fact this article has mentioned:

I'm just really curious to know where in West Texas. Lubbock? Amarillo? Wester than that? I'm dying to know.

Yep, me too. Grew up in droughty, windy desert plains area. Lit cigarettes are no joke. They've got those really cheap ash tray things for your car that are so handy. I really wish more peeps would use them.

I don't mind either. I call it cigarette karma, cause you never know when you might be on the other end. And I also don't mind the company. And I also truly think we ought to stick together, as that dying breed of folks who are willing to stand out in the rain under a tree and get our nicotine fix. So yeah, I kinda…

I have to take a bunch of medication that makes me hyper thirsty* all the time. This means I have to pee a lot too, so I feel your pain. Since I started where I work, I get five minutes per hour for pee breaks that we can use whenever we want. It's very generous in comparison to a lot of other places. The bad part is…

Damn right it's CHICKEN fried steak. When I first ordered that in the south, they looked at me like I was crazy. Country fried steak my ass.

Oh my Jesus, I ate so much bread in the Navy. I guess I probably got some extra protein?

I started about two weeks ago, but still really crave cigs. Like really bad, especially when I'm stressed. I already upped the nicotine to 24, which I think is pretty high already. Should I up it again? I feel like I'm doing it wrong.