From Bureaucracy, where I was lurking (though I'm not a lurker).
sarameg: If a lurker falls in the forest, do they make a post?
Miracleman: Probably, but it would look like "QLKEN@!#$%KLNwlknffaalekqower~{:LKJHYGTRowfuck."
Because of the broken fingers and whatnot.
On the Duggars
Cashmere:
Can't really say anything about their obsession with J's considering my own with O's.
billytea:
Until you're naming your sixteenth child 'Obiwan', I think you'll have a little space for the moral high ground.
Ginger:
There's a microwave pizza box that directs you to put any loose toppings on the pizza. I'm trying to imagine someone paralyzed with doubt about what he should do with a piece of pepperoni that fell out of the wrapping.
shrift
, in Bitches
The learned helplessness is bad, but it's the melodramatic "I don't know what to doooooo!!!1!" breast-beating that really chaps my ass. Listen, dude, all you have to do is click a link. I'm not asking you to file taxes in three states or properly use "Tazdingo!" in a sentence. It is a link. You click on it. No, you can't click on it "wrong". Good god, man, did you have some kind of traumatic Goatse.cx experience and swear you'd never click on a link again so long as you live?
Hec in Lit, unspoilery for William Gibson's Spook Country, but whitefonted for caution:
Which makes his book feel So Last Year.
Admittedly, it is set in 2006.
brenda
in
Bitches
commenting on a 33rd birthday:
Jesus birthday? Because of your age? And the not crucified yet?
Basically an "IN YOUR FACE, Son of God!" kind of holiday, I guess. I can get behind that.
Refusing to cast aspersions or provide context
ita:
It is a euphemism for anal sex, and is also a fun thing to do while drinking.