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The one where Phoebe divorces Mike after falling in love with Chrissie Hynde, and Tulsi Gabbard officiates at their wedding.

Now I heard you’re even talking about me in therapy? I was hoping you’d move on by now, since you’re in your mid-thirties and all.

Despite his many attempts, your ex will never so much as FaceTime with Mia, because her iPhone “can’t take calls outside the Pacific Time Zone.”

Many of you hare aware of the plumbing issue recently discovered in the sacristy toilet, a situation Father David referred to as “a test of faith.”

How could I ever dream of being a proponent of it when, in reality, I am a victim, torturously stalked by drama at every turn?!

I am the only one in my sphere of influence who has a truck that hauls ass. As such, my friends frequently call me to haul some ass for them.

Cooking for Friends: This is just like a quick-fire challenge on Top Chef: there’s a time crunch and four people watching.

Ask if his idea of the Übermensch is also white, ya know, like he is. No way to cut off an Aryan like bringing up the Holocaust.

You kids have so much in common. He loves dogs, too. He just can’t be in the same room with them. He’s highly allergic. To everything.

Who better to replace dad than a late night comedy host, who is charismatic, funny, and probably screams at their unpaid interns?

Cleanse your washing machine: In the drum, tumble one medium-sized bushel of dried sage, rosemary, and lavender on your delicates cycle.

I “loved” your announcement on Facebook, and left a comment about how excited I am for you. > I find your friendship exhausting.