Ohhhh, that explains why everyone was saying one of the Ks was really OJ’s kid. Did not know the connection.

Do what any self respecting person will do after a breakup. Strut by him showing what he’s missing and give him a little puzzled “where do I know you from?” smile.

“Yeah, but he did it!” is the defense of every kid who gets caught red handed.

Someone is certainly screwing the pooch in that office now.

Well, it’s not like they’re real people. They’re just “educators”. No need for any respect.

That sounds good. My problem with wings is that they burn before they are fully cooked. I’ll try it this weekend. Thanks!

My asshole cat who will lay on the kitchen counter, if undisturbed for hours while licking his non existent genitals is more reasoned and sensible than Trump.

I worked at a truck stop and that how they did their burgers. Cook a stack in the morning, put them in water and then char them on the grill when they were ordered. Apparently this method kept them juicy.

And like Walt Disney, dead for years but still creeping people out.

You microwave the burger. No char. No taste. No pink.

Mine is made from popsicle sticks.

Dammed if I and and I’m Canadian, raised on it.

You can’t make this stuff up. Unless it’s an alternative fact.

Johnny was self aware, he said once he never wanted to be a father/family man and joked half seriously to another character that he was deliberately drinking himself to death. I liked his honesty.

I have to read it again, the last time I did I identified with the mistress. She was the most sympathetic character and I thought she was treated badly by everyone. I never liked Daisy, she was always a spoiled airhead to me.

Flowers for Algernon scared me, I thought the opposite could happen that someone could make you become less smart. 

That was a great chapter. The burning desire for something beautiful just for once. And the tone deafness of announcing that the doll is for a “poor girl”. Nothing like making someone stand up and crawl at the same time.

I read the whole series and then The First Four Years and everything I could find about her life. I was so upset when she and Almanzo suffered so many tragedies. It didn’t seem fair.

My father was a bad drunk and reading about Johnnie Nolan who remained a sympathetic character right to the end of his short sad life was hard.

I love that book. I grew up poor. When she wrote about needing a pickle to settle her stomach I understood that feeling completely. Everything resonated, the drunk father, going to church, knowing you were poor, having no friends, accepting that she wasn’t her mother’s favourite and going to the library and reading,…