I believe this is known as a "retcon troll".

Yeah, I was about to say. I know a fair number of men and women, and the apartments of young men are sparse and depressing places, with bare walls. Young women on the other hand, got LOADSA stuff. Why in god's name would you NOT want that audience?

That's not even graffiti. That's a unauthorized art installation.

For your enjoyment.

I long for the days when I was surprised by this stuff.

I am consistently terrified that one day i'm going to write a headline with the word "Count" but forget to hit the "o" key.

Seriously.

All of this supports my theory that when you hit a certain level of wealth, you lose your grip on reality and begin to go insane. Because between this and half the shit in the Hammacher Schlemmer catalog, being rich must be like being in a non-stop wacky sitcom.

This photo is made infinitely better by the confused expressions on the faces of the children nearby.

I am a committed dog person, and even I must admit that Maru may be the greatest pet of all time.

1.) That hilarious monstrosity of a "workout" uniform they forced Deanna Troi into in ST:TNG.

Relevant:

Welp, he's getting beaned next time he's in Atlanta.

Yeah, Bloom County has a lot of trouble because it was so political so often, so a lot of the gags, like the Mary Kay Commandos or the outrage over Billy and the Boingers doesn't translate, but enough of the rest of it does, I think. I mean, I think "Dr. Oliver's Cat-Sweat Scalp Tonic" is still a hilarious story and a…

Yet again, NBC is...

Yet again, NBC is...

Vin Diesel is almost 50.

I am still kind of sad about how little I ended up enjoying Runaways. My friend lent me like, the first four trades and for whatever reason, it just didn't click for me. Didn't really like anyone, didn't really engage with the story, just didn't click.

Obligatory.

There are so, so, SO MANY reasons to hate A&F.