All I really want to do is play F/M/K with you.
On Meet The Awl
@brent_cox Don't listen to him. He's been here all along, he just uses a fake number.
i don't care what journalists think about if it's spinach or not. i say it's spinach and i say the hell with it.
So what? It just means you have to choose between coffee and having children (or coffee and not having a heart attack, or coffee and not haemorrhaging; whatever). Focus, people.
@MisterHippity The snark that keeps jumping itself.
Okay guys, who can do the funniest spam commenter comment?
When I learned that foot-flushing was a thing, or more precisely that Southern women flush their leavings away with the toes of their shod feet, I asked my sister if it could possibly be true, not believing it. Of course we do, she said: "Just think of all the feet that have been on that handle!"
On Column Filed
The only way you could improve that is if there were a Westgate Mall closer than Rochester.
Had me at "I dove deeper".
"'And you, Atrocious Tosches,' he'd bellow, mispronouncing my name to fit the tiresome rhyme he never got tired of turning, waving the little ruler toward me, 'you'd better finish that book and put my great ass in it.'"
And so he did.
And now he's spam-commented.