Fat shaming a cartoon baby is not the Gordo way, Ms. De Wolf.

They’re saying what they intuit they must say in polite company, that it’s blarney, tough talk. The reality is worse than them not caring. They think it’s good for business if half the country is at a minimum terrified all the time.

Mansplaining Dad is an accent now. Bill Barr pioneered it and these minions perfected it, the slightly irritated rise in tone and volume midway through the sentence. Expecting him to take away my devices so I can better study the Thomas Sowell hardbacks he’s throwing at me.

Anticipate seeing you in the SoHo Fjällräven, subtly gesturing that you don’t want any of this.

We aren’t worthy. She should wear it at a private reception for a few select Kennedy Honorees, Nobel laureates and José Andrés.

Some might find it uncomfortable, but I cherish those two weeks after I give notice, just too busy packing my personal stapler to go to the Henderson account meeting.

“I’m a supertaster!” “Is it just for cilantro?” “Yeah.”

You have a point though! So many going down the aisle clutching straw and medicinal herbs these days.

That “goat milk not oat milk!” outburst was completely understandable in my opinion.

Give drummer some!