No contest in the red wine vs champers for me. (Red wine any day, all day, twice on Tuesdays.)

"I was going to pick PBR but it looks like someone else already voted for it."

I have yet to work at a place where water came out of the soda fountain at warm or hot temperatures. "Water, no ice" is pretty common, and also pretty reasonable.

He's a much broader anti choice douchebag than that song suggests: http://rhrealitycheck.org/article/2010/0…

I just can't stop laughing!

I like Dawn very much. I think she made an important and wonderful addition to the show. Then again, my favorite season in season 6. :)

"Help!"

Oh wow, now I remember seeing an interview with him on Conan or Letterman or someone talking about that song and getting all teary-eyed while talking about it. I didn't remember what his name was or piece it together later because really dude seems corny and has never been on my radar. I just remember wondering why…

LMAOOO at this whole exchange!

That, uh, that was not my point.

I AM FEASTING ON THEM.

I object to this. He shouldn't get to dress up like one of my race for the purposes of entertainment. This is just racist no matter which way you slice it. For too long we Ghoulish Zombies have been categorized as Monsters and Brain Eaters and now we have to be the subject of fun? You Currently-Alivers seemingly have…

God I do love to eat cream cheese. (Dramatic recreation of me eating cream cheese)

White people DO like farmer's markets.

Cue influx of people who don't understand how racism and institutional power works in 3, 2, 1....

Oh, you're actually awful, Michelle? You're hired!

Yes , thank God I'm not the only person who wasn't on Joyce's fan train....or Tara's for that matter.

I definitely think Oliva makes some bad personal life decisions and it's a little infuriating.

Oh gawd, I hated Dawn so much that I also had to hate Georgina Sparks. Sorry, Michelle Trachtenberg.

I can't speak for the bread person, but as a longtime veggie head I have learned to ask stupid questions like that. For years I pestered brunch waiters about the meat content of their home fries because of one restaurant that made them with bacon and didn't list that on the menu. The level of pestering questions gets…