I think it was fixing his own car. White people never do that.

Same reason I didn’t attend the Million Man March.

Sex [p]istols at dawn, sir, sex pistols at dawn!

But who keeps that kind of money in cash? And with the dollar taking a tumble, even that won’t be worth much.

Unfortunately, someone posts a version of this same thing a couple of times a week. Seriously! Look back at other articles on this weirdness, and you’ll see the first post, and the one with the most stars, in invariably one about how this is “the incident that has pushed me over the edge.” Every bizarre twist seems to…

Oh, sorry! I misunderstood! I thought your post meant your parents were atheists and raised you the same, and then you became Christian. I just misinterpreted the punctuation! My bad.

Interesting combo! What did your parents think when you went over to the dark side?

Bless your heart, but, again, I think there are some issues you may want to work on through therapy or meditation or whatever. You really seem to have a lot you’re carrying around.

Here’s an idea I sometimes use when faced with office/public situations. If someone asks why I’m not eating Susie’s cookies, I say, in an ominous, conspiratorial whisper, “because I’ve seen her pick her nose just once too often.” If I’m not eating a particular catered dish, I say, “Well, I read about the caterer’s…

“Joe, put down that report. You’ve read it three through times now.”

. . . WASP kings thought Catholics were ancient and exotic arcane and erotic.

(7+0+6)=13

You mean we don’t control the banks and hollywood?

NO! You can’t be “atheist-Christian.” “Athletic-Christian” maybe, but not “atheist-Christian.”

I hate to burst the little bubble you’re living in, but, as a self-proclaimed Jew, you are NOT one of the “most privileged type of [people] out there. One must be Christian to qualify as that.

I know! I’d really like to be out of the grays and into the, um, blacks? That doesn’t sound quite right somehow . . .

Again, I’m vegan. Sounds like you have bigger social issues than what you choose to eat/not eat.

I’m vegan—have been for about five years now, and vegetarian a couple of years before that.

You’re just hanging out with the wrong vegans. They’d probably be argumentative or belligerent no matter what cause they had taken up.

I worked for a man who played 1st base on the United States’ “World Champions” 1936 Olympic team. He had some great stories . . .