HelloKayleigh
HelloKayleigh
HelloKayleigh

Right? This is offensive to the overweight/obese and the "invisible" chronically ill. It's because I look healthy that I wasn't diagnosed for a decade. Judging by appearances is wrong on all levels.

That's tragic - but it happened in 2008.
Still - if against all precautions they couldn't stop someone from dying at a retail sale - perhaps that retail sale should be discontinued.

Edit: sorry, all the people correcting you hadn't responded when I submitted. My apologies.

I remember hearing about that! I guess that answers my question.

Thank you, I argue this point so often - when we use terms like "monster" it implies that a human would never do something so awful.

Maybe because I'm studying to be a psychologist (most likely a criminal psychologist) but the human side of people we deem inhuman monsters is fascinating to me. It's easy to forget

I'm going to pick on China because they're the most recognizable country in terms of toxic merchandise, but I'm sure there are others. It's just that China is mentioned and my brain can't think too much today.

Does China only send out toxic merchandise to other countries, or do they sell this merchandise in their own

Ah okay - I was going from the article entitled Poison, Family Feuds and Secrets which stated "A submitted "hair kit" included samples of Murphy's natural head hair, hair from her weave/extensions, facial hair, arm hair and pubic hair."
But that only indicates what was in the "hair kit", not necessarily the hair that

I think the mom has something to do with this. She was living in the house with them and has shown no similar symptoms as Brittany and her husband, leaving me to question environmental factors.
I think the mom was jealous of Brittany, possibly in love with her husband. I've read that after Brittany's death, mom and

Someone (I don't remember who!) posted a comment earlier that I'm inclined to see as plausible:

I thought they tested hair from various sources, as in head hair, but also pubic hair, arm hair, and underarm hair.

Was her husband's hair tested as well?

To be honest I've just learned about this about half an hour ago, as school had left me to live under a rock in a dark cave. From what I've read it certainly seems

I think abusers should have to be in a registered database, a la sex offenders. Obviously only if they are found guilty with a fair trial, etc etc - but these people are dangerous and the next man or woman who ends up on a date with them should be warned. Too many women end up dead at the hands of their boyfriends or

This is his new girlfriend - you're thinking of his ex-wife, who also recently called the police on him for domestic violence.

They tested on various hair samples - pubic hair, arm hair, underarm hair, and head hair, if I remember correctly.

Aw darn, me too! I guess I'll have to tell my fiance that we have to break up because I scared him off with my honesty and refusal to play stupid dating games like "it's past Tuesday so I can't accept a date for Friday" and "Don't call him, let him call you!"

I'm sure he won't care though, since the mystery is gone

That definitely seems like a weird thing to disallow - what harm is burying a pet's ashes with the owner? I certainly plan on having my dog's ashes buried with me in some way (whether I get cremated or buried, I haven't decided - hopefully I have some time to ponder the question, I'm only 26) - I'm going to be sad if

Looking back, I'm so proud at how liberal my school was. Boys were allowed to wear kilts if they wished - or even just skirts. Kids had unnaturally colored hair, piercings - anything. I even wore costume cat ears for a year. If we wanted to expressed our individuality we were allowed to do so.

And sure, some kids

Pretty much this sums it up.

I'm not sure if this is a new event because I've been lax on my Jezebel perusing lately, but I'm so excited that you have mainpage powers. This was a fantastic dirt/Burt bag.

And if you take off his mask he's really an insecure douchebag.

Aw man, someone beat me to it!

I tip my hat to you.