Believe me when I say I will never do that again - we were 21 at the time. But things can always be worse than cupcake flavoured vodka.

So this one time in university, my roomates and I had a houseparty, and a friend of ours brought his own, homemade skittles vodka in six 500 ml water bottles.

Thank you :) He is the handsomest. It is probably why he gets away with so much shit.

That’s wild, but I can probably beat it.

I’ve never found anything better for cats and shedding than the flea comb I bought like 10 years ago and periodically lose in my couch cushions. All the rest of the fancy brushes I’ve spent money on can bite me :p

I had this problem with a Japanese physics professor - For the first week of class I was scrambling because he kept talking about this thing I had never even heard of - a ‘Pi Curve’. This was my third year of university, I thought for sure I’d know about anything that came up as often as he said Pi Curve. I even…

It took me 6 months to stop calling my friend by a nickname when she told me she preferred her whole name, and I’ve only known her a couple of years. I can’t imagine how long it takes to switch names for someone you’ve known for 65 years, let alone someone you named yourself. I think we can cut the lady some slack for…

I know lots of oil and gas jobs test because it used to be a massive problem in the industry, especially for any of the guys working out in the field (I regularly have to sift through field notes from the 80s and 90s, and there have definitely been some questionable annotations). Not that there aren’t still problems,…

I have literally never been drug tested for a job in Canada, for jobs ranging from retail, food service, summer research flunky, and 8-5 office job, and neither has my brother, who has also worked a variety of jobs, including amusement park Carnie at one point.

I don’t know, but it was the same subset of people who were running my aunt’s smalltown wedding (I was like, 70% sure it wasn’t her). They had all the single ladies out on the dance floor, which was me, one of my cousins, and like 10 ladies over 40 who were of the recently divorced, or the “I will never marry” set.…

This reminds me of a trip my friend and I took to New Orleans. We’re Canadian, and we kept running into weird little cultural bumps everywhere. Some were fun, like wandering down the street with your booze, some were... less fun, and most of it came because we weren’t really familiar with the tipping culture that…

I imagine if you put it inside the folded letter, the moment you took the letter out of the envelope, the glitter bombing would be completely inescapable.

I sometimes do put my bag next to me, but only if there are more than a couple open bench seats still available on the bus or train car (ie. seats still available where you can avoid sitting next to another human person). Then it migrates to my lap, because new comers to the vehicle will have to sit next to somebody…

Yeah, it seems to me that this number would be higher in any group that self-selects for paternity testing, since they have a higher chance that more than one man would be involved at any stage of things.

But there’s an actual women’s shelter behind this, that exists in the area they are running the campaign. If any of the women they reach actually get into or are in a DV situation, this campaign points them towards local resources that they can access.

This seems like a good place to drop this amazing comic about Ida B Wells:

I would seriously, seriously recommend going into a lingerie shop and getting them to fit you - those ladies are professionals who know their business. My mother and I (we both used to work in lingerie) took my aunt to one before she got married last year, and they fit her properly in a 34-D even though she had been…

I would seriously, seriously recommend going into a lingerie shop and getting them to fit you - those ladies are…

There is a bus stop directly underneath my 6th story window. This is normally not a problem, except for one specific week in July, which is somewhat of a festival around here. It is generally hot as balls in July, and I don’t have air conditioning, so all the windows have to stay open so I don’t boil to death inside…

Agreed. My younger brother lives in Vancouver, and the one time I got in a car with him there was a harrowing experience. Not because he’s a bad driver - he actually learned to drive in a city that does not tolerate that shit - but because of the horrifying minefield of bad drivers, clueless pedestrians, and a maze of…