There’s also an element of victim-blaming to the admonishment to women to watch their drinks that bothers me. Yes, by all means encourage people to be aware of their surroundings, but as many of the stories shared here show, there are lots of ways to have a drink spiked, including waitstaff doing it, which is hard to…

Yes! I googled as soon as I got home and that’s them. What a story. Their dad sounds like a crackpot and a control freak, but Wiki is short on info about how much they actually enjoyed being a band when they were together, so who knows? Maybe they had more good times than bad, and they’re celebrated now, so it’s not…

Right? It’s also gonna keep happening to you your entire career, or at least til you’re “too old to be desirable,” so just suck it up and deal, ladies.*

I remember reading short articles about Jenkins and being fascinated. And also reading about an all-girl band in the 60s whose manager dad basically forced them to become musicians even though they were not musical talents, and I believe had very little in the way of musical education at all. Years later they were…

Noooooooo

Hey hey hey. Wait.

:D there’s no accounting for taste. I’m not proud of my attractions, but oh well!

Aw, speak for yourself! What can I say, I have a thing for funny schlubs with glasses who seem smart. (Nobody ruin the illusion by telling me he’s dumb as a post or an asshole or something.)

I agree. I’d still totally wear a Boston College tee that said “This team sucked and all that was good was the burritos” on the back, though.

I’ve said it a million times, but thank little baby Jesus social networking didn’t exist when I was a hyper-emotional artsy teen. I’m embarrassed enough recalling that stuff all by myself, thanks

THANKS OBAMA

Yep, coming from the grown child of a narcissistic parent, this is textbook Narcissist Parent behavior. Manipulate outsiders with your seriously flawed version of the story when directly guilting the kid doesn’t work.

Aaaand now I wanna rewatch the Seinfeld episode where Costanza tries and fails to call himself T-Bone.

THIS. I wasn’t a Miller drinker before, but now I’m so anti-Miller I’ll slap it out of a stranger’s hand.

I can’t be the only one really hoping Magary gets the assignment of breaking down Manning’s actual retirement speech.

When I see cupcakes, you’d swear I was Stains the dog.

And the things they make up aren’t craven propaganda meant to rile up dum-dums who go to the polls in droves to obliviously run the country into the ground for the benefit of rich creeps.

Hi, I’m super late but I wanted to cosign this. Also: considering all the stories of Cyrus’ nutso partying, pot seems like it’d be the least of his concerns. Not that a grown woman needs someone fretting over her party times at all, I suppose.

Oh, of course. I was merely expanding on your well-made point, not implying you’re biased. Total agreement, by the way. I guess I shouldn’t be shocked anymore when I read about virulently super duper totally not gay really into women bros sexually assault a member of the same sex, but I still am. I hope this poor kid…

Or that if you do happen to come to the realization that you are gay or bi, there’s nothing wrong with that. Or particularly hilarious about it, either. You’re just a dude who likes dudes or a lady who likes ladies. You can even still play sports!