I think we are the first generation where sex is less awkward to talk about than dating. In order to not further risk my chances of getting into heaven, I’ll be talking about the latter—I’m told BC priests read these articles every now and then. Strap in! In case you didn’t know, Merriam-Webster defines date as “the brown, oblong edible fruit of a palm (Phoenix dactylifera).”
Originally this column was going to be about why I would marry Adam Sandler, but then I found out he was married. So, out of respect and the fact that I clearly do not know much about him personally, I chose to go with the next best thing. I would date a guy like Adam Sandler.
“I’m no stranger to witnessing fights, and I’ve come to savor them—to appreciate their boldness and subtle touches, as one would a fine wine,” said Magazine Editor Joan Kennedy.
