"Hey Mom and Dad, I'm gay. Here's my boyfriend. Yes, we have sex."

Wow. I guess I shouldn't be surprised that the wedding blog's commenter base is full of closeting slut-shamers, but kinda still am.

Now, now, it’s nothing to do with South Carolina.

I had friends who were going to take a whole new name when they finally got married. Last I heard, he was pushing for "Awesome" so that, when she finished grad school, she'd be "Dr. Awesome."

The most important question: is this the sort of story that ends up in the wedding toast, or is it too much too soon?

Welp, here's something I won't be picking up.

Internet to the rescue!

I'm not opposed to giving gifts. I'm opposed to being treated as tacky when I don't have the money to get people another chafing dish. If my coming to your wedding is contingent on a gift, you are a terrible person whose wedding I don't want to attend.

My problem with this is that you'd never go up to your friends and say "Hey, our upcoming tropical vacation is costing a bunch of money, can you give me some?" and you should never do via post or internet what you'd be embarrassed to do in person.

No, you're not. You're invited to a party. You're coming is the gift. There is no obligation to give anything, and people who think there is are greedy assholes you don't need in your life.

How so? Jesus is as good a fairytale as any.

Did he not say like two months ago that he was playing the part forever?

So that's why you said you had to meet that ghost!

That's...really annoying. But I guess if you can ban conversion therapy, you can probably squint really hard and ban questions about guns too. :/

I was under the impression that a doctor has the right under the first amendment to practice as they see fit, without state interference, so long as it doesn't cause harm to the patient.

Apparently, up until recently, it was required reading for British school kids: http://www.npr.org/blogs/thetwo-w…

I can happily assert that the laws of physics require the Reuben to exist in all time streams, and also since the Reuben has nothing to do with pastrami, your objections don't even make sense.

Well, you're simply wrong.

You spend all your time dealing with other people's crazy and then keep yourself level.

Seems legit.