Dear DPers,
Mr. Nomist's favorite cousin is coming to town tonight, and by favorite I mean they act like 12 year olds around each other and no I don't mean moody and introspective I mean purple nurples and noogies and raucous laughter and shouts of CUUUZZZZ!!!! ringing through the night. I'd almost invite you all over for the show, but I'd hate your first trips to NYC to consist of being thrown out of every bar from the Battery to the Bronx. Then again, if you're going to be bounced, it should be for singing 15 consecutive Steve Earle songs off key at a karaoke bar that doesn't even have any Steve Earle selections. Amiright!
Dear Prudence,
While stalking a former coworker, I discovered he's in jail where I can get to him quite easily. Why didn't he tell everyone he was on trial for rape and sexual assault for the last two years?! Can I? Please? How about if I just call his wife and rub it in? Come on, you never let me do anything fun! When do you think he has visiting hours?
-- Queen of Club Intelius
Dear Borderline Depraved,
If he didn't know you well enough to tell you he was facing legal consequences for a shameful crime against a helpless woman over the two years you were speaking "many times," then he's just not that into you! Time to get over this ingrate inmate and find a new focus for your obsessive prying.
--Iso see cruel and unusual punishment aimed in his direction from 7-9 every other weeknight
Dear Prudie,
My wife would call her mom for instructions on fellatio if I let her. I didn't and now we have a baby on the way. How do I keep Mom from witnessing the birth of her first American grandson, when I don't even speak Dutch?
-- Ew, Family.
Dear Get Used to It,
I suppose you want to chase out the doctor and midwives as well? It may not be your wife's "special day" and it may not be your MIL's either, but it certainly isn't yours.
--Iso suggest a tall footladder to help you get over yourself
Dear Prudie,
I can't seem to get my best friend to dump my biggest competition for her attention, no matter how desperate I make myself appear.
signed,
It's Him, Right?
Dear No it's not,
Is he in prison for something too? Not yet, eh?
--Iso think I saw this movie
Dear Prudie,
I'm such a dolt I think choosing the wedding cake equals planning a lifelong commitment to the guy who's been getting it free for two years. Oh yeah, as further proof of my doltitude, I think "free milk" refers to splitting a mortgage. Can I still play the morality card because he might ruin my FICO score?
--Don't know jack, don't want to
Dear Simmered in Own Stupidity
I think you should draw up a legal document with your parents that forces you to get their permission to make any decision beyond what to make for dinner or write on your final exam paper, but I'm afraid they did raise you. You could be the first 21 year old with a guardian ad litem.
--Iso just saw 80 years of women's lib pissed away in one lifetime.