New MRA hashtag suggestion:

Mine apparently grew back in my late 30’s during a prolonged period of abstinence-by-choice, despite the fact that I had ridden horses nearly every day during that time. That feels like, by far, the most TMI sentence I have ever written on the internet.

For a second I got confused and thought this was a response to HappyCodeMonkey’s bacon-hymen suggestion, and for that moment, in my mind, you were by far the greatest person who has ever lived.

This should really make me cry, not laugh - but for some reason it still made me laugh. I would suggest this sounds like North Carolina’s new Focus on the Family-Approved sex-ed curriculum, except that I’m pretty sure teachers won’t be permitted to acknowledge the existence of “sperm.”

If Muppet Babies didn’t kill the franchise, nothing will. That was a goddamned abomination.

NO ONE (excluding, perhaps, the mentally unstable) could have more of an emotional connection to the Muppets than I do. Born in 1970, I was raised (and educated) by Sesame Street, and when my parents went through a horrific divorce my mom slapped a portable TV down on the dinner table and let us watch The Muppet Show…

I’m with you - in the old show, the band was clearly portrayed as a bunch of stoners and cokeheads who would eventually have HAD to sober up to remain functional and employable. It makes perfect sense, and I thought the joke was made with a deft touch.

Answer to your first question: The kind of “idiot” who realizes the police chief is sleeping with the head tv thief.

Actually there are some amazing resources available through many VAs, way more than many private insurance programs offer. I advocate for a friend who used to get admitted to the psych ward regularly after returning from Iraq, and I went into it with the attitude that they were just trying to warehouse and…

I believe this. I’ve been on a low dose of hydrocodone (10-15mg/day) for nearly 15 years for a legitimate reason, and I’m able to be a fully functioning member of society because of it. Since the most recent round of law changes in late 2013 I feel like it would definitely be less of a hassle to score heroine - I have…

Sorry but that really isn’t the worst part.

I recently spoke up in defense of an airline employee getting abused by a racist asshole who had clearly never travelled by air before and was apoplectic over a 2 1/2 hour flight delay (“I’m going to MISS my PARTY because of YOU!”). Ten minutes later they beckoned me up to the counter and, without explanation, handed…

As someone with a disabled wife, you should understand the reason the Federal Americans with Disabilities Act expressly prohibits businesses from requiring a doctor’s note to gain access to publicly accessible facilities. Having a disability is hard enough without adding to it by making people jump through hoops to do…

Now THAT is definitely irony.

Sorry, I have to burst i - although maybe he has mellowed (you don’t say how recent this was - would people really care if they saw him now?). In the 90’s at the height of his fame (coming off SNL, during his late night then HBO shows... pre-MNF debacle) he was an absolute prick. I worked in sports radio, and he was…

Here’s a real brush with celebrity: a guy I grew up with sings the line “Life’s a fillet of fish” in that song. Just that line.

This is a very, very under-rated story. I would die happy to have Courtney Love say that to me. And I’m not even a big fan of her, or Kurt Cobain, or Nirvana, or Hole, or drinking. The idea that I once appeared to be a little over-served in the eyes of one of the biggest substance abuse trainwrecks of my generation…

I have a friend who works at an Eastern European zoo, which they closed for the day so that Brad and Angie could tour it without facing the unwashed masses. He echoed this opinion of Pitt, saying that no only was he “unwashed” (aka: smelly - and this is by European standards), but he was overly fond of telling dumb,…

I did love him in that. Also: Chance Are, with Ryan O’Neal and Cybil Shephard. Clearly if the trajectory of his life proves anything, it’s that the man is in a class by himself at playing charming-yet-hapless.

It was Alan Thicke’s big back bodyuard. Which is absurd in-and-of-itself, on multiple levels.