I initially read that headline as Man's Penis Epic Story of Love. Of course I clicked that headline. Only slightly disappointed with the content. Go, you brokenhearted romantic.

Whatever happened to Vida Guerra? She was one of the first people I noticed who gained inexplicable fame for having Dat Ass.

Here's why I try to avoid physical stores. I can't stand salespeople. I don't need your help, if I need your help I will come look for you. Corporations really need a new way to train their employees because all up in my face is not working.

What we're seeing in my area is a movement towards outdoor shopping malls that look like small towns with fountains, parks, etc. I don't know how they survive in the winter but they sure do thrive in the spring and fall.

Good. Malls suck. Too many people. The only thing useful about them is the free samples in the foodcourt.

I just got this yesterday. It's that Eminem song called Stan, about a psycho fan that keeps writing him letters.

The stuff she posted reminds me of stuff a privileged, sheltered child would say. I'm not trying to defend her or anything, it just seems like she's actually ignorant. I've met people like her (and I'm actually related to one). They're genuinely clueless. It's like they live in their own little bubbly world. Either…

As someone with bad sinus problems, I've been oil-pulling for about 6 months now. I use 1-2 tsp and pull for 10-20 every morning while I'm in the shower/making breakfast/checking e-mail. Since starting, my eczema and acne have completely cleared up and my migraines had decreased significantly.

'Helps get rid of acne/ eczema/ psoriasis/ & other skin care issues."

Literally none of this sounds appealing.

Not judging anyone who does this, but

She has a point, though I cannot endorse the use of the word "boo" by anyone other than a ghost.

The very last thing that I need right now is to look at my Swiffer and feel guilty for not doing MORE with it.

Am I the only one who thinks literally everyone they know is hotter now (early 30s) than they were in their 20s? I certainly am. By miles. You couldn't pay me to go back to the awkward desperation of my 20s. Helllllll.no.

Oh whatever. I was born in 1982 and rotary phones where still extremely confusing to child-me. If you gave a today-kid a regular wired phone with number buttons on it instead of a rotary, they'd have no problem dialing a number. The real test would be whether they actually have all their friends' phone numbers…

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As a lady who deals with lady hormones, it's totally feast or famine in our household. My very observant partner recognizes that as soon as my chest gets noticeably larger, it's time for us to drop everything and stock up on the lovin'. When the ladies deflate and the hormones subside, he gets lots of privacy and…

I love Lip!

This is not limited to this thread. Squifsteer appears unpleasantly angry, bitter, and contemptuous in nearly every conversation in which I have seen him/her engage.