Yes, these clothes are just awful! Ugly and impractical! The fact that these poor guys' bits are hanging out just makes the clothes look even more stupid.

Nikolaj Coster-Waldau.

Sounds like someone is ending up in an Iron Mask, locked in an Island Prison Fortress....

I have been peed upon many times by my pigs.

I know, but sometimes we just don't make it.

Mine was brutal. I spoke about it at London's version of The Moth. It was the only kind of catharsis I could afford ->

In a drunken argument with your ex-partner and their ex-best friend after your unsuccessfully negotiated threesome.

"Happy Samhain"? I'd think they're rather grumpy and morose and stuff.

These guys have made themselves famous by making videos of themselves in a basement and relying on no one. It's a basically solipsistic practice. They are the gods of their small worlds. They make videos, and their worshipers pay tribute. Is it any wonder that they then start to demand droit de seigneur or whatever?

WHAT IS THAT ABOUT? I work at a school, and I found a poop in the staff bathroom. Like, right *in front* of the toilet, on the floor. How does that happen?

Jewelry store : Mr. Flawless

I'm not saying this won't happen, but if it does it'll be an outlier because this song doesn't have the necessary broad appeal to be a "Song of the Summer," which, I guess, I will accept as a thing that can be definitively decided.

I'm giving 3-1 odds on gay sex.

I am a former addict. Heroin addict, actually. This is what I have to say.

As a veteran bridesmaid, let me throw this out there re: #10. Do NOT buy me a nice gift to thank me. I love you; I'm happy to be here, it's why I agreed to be your bridesmaid in the first place, and I do not need a memento—I have 300 pictures of myself at your wedding to remember it by. If you really want to do…

HOLY SHIT, THEY ARE FANTASTIC

Kitty hugs are the best hugs! Me and my rescue Eliza.

so what you're saying is that one's genitals don't define who a person is?

I was going to come write something snarky about how shitty the parents are being, but then I saw one particular comment, and now I'm just too fucking mad to even pretend like I can find levity in this situation.

As a former longtime resident of Chicago, I resent the implication that Chicagoans are all frumpy Bears fans who eat bad food at Waffle House.