I still do.

This seems like a big part of it.

Will they hold them for ransom?

I liked them.

I liked having friends when I was a kid. Being friends with adults is complicated and exhausting.

I gave up.

My kid was chatting in game on speaker phone for some reason. I was standing behind him watching, and his friend blurts out, “Like that time you flushed the bar of soap and it clogged the toilet?”

My kid says “Shut up, he doesn’t know it was me!”

Sometimes, my kid isn’t the brightest.

I knew it was him, I blamed him for it when it happened. He, and the friend on the phone, were the only two in the house when it happened. And, I know his friend wouldn’t do it.

No down side. They won’t be thrown in jail, at most there’ll be a small fine. Corporate America is free to do whatever the hell they want, no one is going to stop them.

But at Portland International Airport (PDX), there’s now a new way to kill the time: movie theater right inside the terminal.

They see the billionaires blaming the poors without realizing they are the poors.

“If your net worth is under 100 million, what are you even doing with your life? You’re just a drain on the economy!”

… AND take back youth. Twenty years younger and * * three times? Count me in!

Uh… what does “denting navel” mean?

I don’t see another way to interpret it. Seems very clear. Starting now, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5…

Parkinson told me that her son—who competently walked the security guard back to their house after politely explaining that he wasn’t allowed to get into cars with strangers—had become distraught upon learning that he had apparently done something very bad.

There it is. This should have ended it. A short discussion between the security guard and the mother, with the mother explaining that her son was fine should have been the end of this, and the security guard could rest easy if he saw the kid outside again.

I’m Gen X and you already know our stories--gone from dawn to dusk in the summer with a stop in for lunch. Why have we done a complete 180 on this? Why are parents so afraid of fucking everything, it seems?

Clearly the only way to be sure is to wrap each sheet in plastic.

/fucking sarcasm

I can’t even with some people.

Many people speak long and eloquently yet say nothing at all.

Eh. Maybe reduce a few, but not stop.

Some people like being at the back of whatever pack of cars are in front of them, so they speed up to tailgate.

Just fucking die already.

Why are so many people incapable of writing complete

Why would they design out one of the main intents?