Tact (or lack thereof)
 

You are right that they are straight, white and conservative -- to a one; however, I've got to say the jokes and funnin' do not tend to be about gays or minorities. They tend to make fun of each other (e.g., this guy's bald, the other guy's hair looks like Donald Trump's, that guy is a bad dresser, this other one can't bench his own weight, blah blah blah). A few times (maybe?), I've heard references to "that is so gay" in a derogatory way, but that's about as bad as it gets (in front of me, anyway).

In fact, it sort of surprised me (the dearth of homophobic jokes). For a while, I thought this one guy on the desk was gay, and that's why the other guys sort of kept a lid on it. But then I found out the guy's married (to a woman), so that wasn't it.

Some examples of yesterday's joking:

Someone asked the others to guess what was the largest litter of puppies ever whelped. There was a lot of shouting about what the number was. When someone got the answer (I think it was 23 or something), someone said, "Wow, that poor dog." The desk wag said, "Yeah, she must have been a real bitch." (Ba-dum-bum tsssss.)

Also, a bald and not-bald guy got into a mock argument about baldness (or something equally relevant). Someone else asked, "What's going on here?" and the bald guy responded, "George and I broke up."

Later there was much merriment when the guys were shouting out of silly names and silly book titles/authors (e.g. Phil McCrevice and "Under the Bleachers" by Seymour Butts). It's very third-grade stuff.

Bullshit!
 

Well, lay it on us, then. I agree, there should have been more meat on the bone, but not knowing shit about Mother Theresa, it was interesting to see what she spent the money on and her philosophy on suffering, even if it was a highly simplified version.

Three things. One, wasn't it underage girls that he was "laying around" with? Two, I thought they did a good job of exposing his racism. Three, the point seemed to be that this holier-than-thou attitude was bullshit. So, the fact that P&T lay around with naked girls, the same as Ghandi seemed to do, means that he isn't really holier than them (or anyone else). Hell, that's partly what convinced Malcolm X that the Honorable Elijah Muhammad was full of it.

TM

Tact (or lack thereof)
 

The Man Show really went downhill after Kimmel and Carolla left.

Monday
 

Does anyone still live in Dallas?

PM me if so.

Because I like to share
 

That might not work, but it sounds fun.

Headline News
 

mmmmmm, Xanax.

Headline News
 

That post made me Ralph.

Eureka!
 

Some day, that's going to make the cutest fucking engagement story ever told.



Pun intended.

Eureka!
 

Awwww, gwink's non-bf made "overheard in new york"!

Eureka!
 

You are so sweet.

Actually, and I don't just say this to toot my own horn or to point out that men are full of shit, I say it because it's just become topical, last night he told me that I was "the best lay in the entire fucking universe." So cute.*


*I thought that was a bit of an exaggeration. There are probably six-breasted she-creatures on the planet krakow that are better lays than I am. But you never know.

Eureka!
 

On a related note, I have long wanted to meet a man-octopus. It could be excellent to fuck a guy with eight hands.

Eureka!
 

I'll be happy to compare. When are you next available?

spelling bee
 

I wish I'd known. I watched the first two hours live at home this morning (they are on lunch break) and am taping the afternoon session. They are almost done with Round 6 and are down to 29 kids.

Spoilers from this morning below in white

My three choices have all survived Round 6, but I missed the tiny Indian kid who placed third two years ago at age 9 before dropping to 27th last year - I would have picked him had I realized he was back and still in it. There is this blond kid, Matthew Giese, though, who is looking strong, but his words have been relatively easy (to me, at least). Both Bay Area kids have made it to Round 7, but the future axe murder is gone.

Eureka!
 

Monique Junot: He keeps putting his testicles all over me.
Lane Myer: Excuse me?
Monique Junot: You know, like octopus? Testicles?
Lane Myer: Ohhhh. Tentacles. N-T.

Eureka!
 

How many penises does a man-octopus have?