Well, you'd have to want to work through the cheating issues with a partner that has shown themself to be clearly untrustworthy. Plus, why would a cheater/liar all of a sudden tell the truth? The best friend and I obtained - through the most deceptive and absurd threesome ever - scientific evidence of her infidelity.

Well, you'd have to know why I 'thought' she was cheating on me, and anyone with that evidence would rightly think the same thing.

Have you seen the movie Dedication written by Justin Thoreau and starring Billy Crudup and Mandy Moore (and plus the main guy from the US version of The Office)?

Well, given that 'civilization' has spent the past two centuries figuring out ways to keep humans from dying - without bothering to think about the reasons why natural culling of populations exist - wars might be a very appropriate way to limit the human overpopulation.

Well, I was cheating on my girlfriend with her best friend, but mostly because I thought my girlfriend was cheating on me, and sleeping with the best friend of a cheating girlfriend is just basic 101-type stuff.

I can only imagine how the unicorn horn might feel when penetrating my urethra. Unless it's meant to be useful when 'taken from behind' (cough) and then it's like a gratis pegging!

Perhaps to reflect on the fact that there are 7 billion people choking the ecosystem of a planet with a carrying capacity for 3 billion, and that it is sheer selfish stupidity to continue reproducing a population whose sole purpose seems to be transforming planetary resources into products and practices that kill the…

Strangely enough, and I'm in my late twenties, I always dress nicely when I fly. Always a button-front shirt with a collar with some slacks at least. At home, I wear shitty cutoff jorts with sleeveless tees to show off all my horrible tattoos. But I fly with class.

The reason why I don't tear the bones out of people's bodies and use them as straws for my overpriced airline cocktails is precisely because of the booze and pills that I bring on planes.

Oh I know, I'm just being silly. It's just funny how the color pink - having a singular quality of reflecting a specific chromatic hue - now has an assortment of additional attributes that you now define as 'good'.

So, the fact that I mentioned that I had an enjoyable 'vegan foodie' experience for 4 years somehow translates into you thinking that I believe my own experience to be 'impossible'?

I'm sorry, did you just say that you wanted some 'good pink soap'?

It doesn't sound like he's an adult. And based on the emotional volume of your comment, I'm questioning your age as well!

But, since we're living in a Post-Fordist society that no longer needs nor desires the deluge of mass-produced or even mass-customized goods - isn't fictional capital the primary driving force behind contemporary neoliberal capitalism? Finance is a key example here, given that the wealth produced and accumulated…

This was a tough one. I too was (and now am, again) quite the foodie, but I lived with a vegan for four years. AND, she didn't cook. So I learned to be a foodie vegan (as much as that's possible) and actually found that it improved my capacity for creativity.

Right? Then we'll never have to talk about gender disparities and diversity in the workplace ever again!

I don't know...I have a friend who drums for a shitty indie rock band in Seattle, and teaches at a Christian college, who thinks that they're the best band ever.

But - and correct me if I'm wrong here - don't the good times, like 'all things'...pass?

Um, did we have sex? If so, and I'm sorry to tell you, the sex was bad. Really very bad. Don't get me wrong though, I'd have sex with you again, but that's only because bad sex is better than no sex. If you live in the PNW, we should make it happen (again).

And now you know how trite and ephemeral 'peace' and 'love' truly are...