Neil Armstrong beside Dr. Ruth?

Rush Limbaugh next to Ronald McDonald.

OJ beside Rosa Parks. 

The only surprise is that they are not being marketed as the Trump Executive VIP Gold Club Pardon™. Branding opportunity missed!

The plot twist Orson Welles wishes he could have imagined.

This is my preferred Tuesday morning. So sorry this happened to you, but hell yes to watching a woman go to town on a cheating bastard. 

I was 16, and I was competing in a big national tournament. First day ends, I’m totally wiped, but I’m still in contention. I have to be up at the crack of dawn to compete in the finals. My room-mate, however, has not won a match all day. Her tournament is over, so she decides to throw a party. In her room. Where I…

There’s been a fair few times in my life where I’ve unleashed my inner shitstorm and literally lost it with people, but never was ever so satisfying as the time I lost it with an ex-boyfriend. The reason? He tried to batter me and also tried to sexually assault me.

If anyone read my entry for the spooky stories Halloween thing a few months ago, this was at the same piece of rental property.

My 1st Mr. Slap was funny, kind, deeply connected to a universal spiritual sensibility and looked like Patrick Swayze with intense blue eyes. Eric woke up 12/26/99 with a grand mal seizure while we foolishly stayed at his parents house when we traveled home to Ohio for Xmas. Before Christmas, we  had to watch QVC…

I cannot believe mine didn’t make it to this list. It was, literally, “We fucked everywhere in that office.”

My most epic and disproportionate meltdown was shortly after my ex fiancé dumped me and I was in the process of trying to build my life again from the ground up, both materially and emotionally. I’d just moved into my new place, as in literally two days before, so was still doing everything and getting everything…

I dated a guy who was polyamorous in a shitty unethical way and whenever I recognized that he was treating me disrespectfully he would lecture me for not being as “evolved” as he was and that I should read The Ethical Slut in order to be more informed about how our relationship should work. It all came to a climax one…

My career is in international logistics, so I’ve had to deal with all types over the past 30+ years. One immediately springs to mind:

I quit smoking about 12 years ago after having a pack a day habit for almost 20 years. At the time I was taking a course in college and was bussing to school. I was on day 3 of no smoking and was really struggling. Grumpy, shakey, felt like crap. So we stopped to let on some passengers and 2 guys got on the bus. I was…

I lost it at work on two guys who were being super shitty. I’m going to be light on details to keep this relatively short.

I want to note that I am generally a very chill person. The results of a chaotic childhood. Said chaotic childhood was also somewhat emotionally and psychologically abusive. Not to the point of “very, very bad” but it remained steadily on “unhappy” for my entire life, until I was finally able to put some distance…

You get the feeling he either quit that night and never drove again, or he’s been driving for 30 years telling the other cabbies, “Ha, that shit? Let me tell you what happened my first fucking night driving.”

Oh how about a 2 for 1? A few years back I was living in this sort of group home for autistic guys (the organization is gone now and the guy who ran it is homeless last I heard)- we had a place to live they “fed” us (all they ever made was hamburger helper meals and I just bought my own food) and were supposed to…

Was it a break up?