Seriously! I hate shopping online (because I’m too lazy to send things back if they don’t fit, and also shipping to or in Canada is a nightmare compared to the States), and if I’m buying, say, a $200 blazer, I want to know how it looks BEFORE I pay for it. But now when you go into a store, it’s, like, fifteen pairs of…

NO, THIS IS NOT WHY. The REASON is that you introduced a ton of new cropped pants in DECEMBER, forcing everyone with an inseam of greater than 28” to find somewhere else to buy work-appropriate pants, nevermind that ALL of your blouses, sweaters, tops, etc have been structured like weird, cropped boxes or ponchos. The…

I used to work for this company, and I was put on “fat probation” twice. Once was January 2nd, they didn’t give me a chance to try on a larger kilt and told me they were “worried for my health” and that they “just wanted me to “be healthy”. I went from a size 2 to a size 5, still MUCH smaller than the average U.S.…

Gasiorowski, she says, “kept emphasizing the legs: ‘You’ve got a great body, but your legs?’” Finally, he told her she was “too muscular” to fit into the skirt, adding that it was “company policy” that it had to hang in a certain way, adding that the fit of the kilt mattered “over personality.”

Still recovering from being dumped for Ben Affleck.

There were reports of a bear having ODed on this stuff. It was seen running around wearing a brown hat, yelling FLAKKA FLAKKA FLAKKA!

.....I want.... No I NEED these details....

Ok, I can’t tell if you’re making a joke here or not, but in the interest of clearing up any confusion for the scores of other people who are making similar statements without any irony, I’ll be that guy:

1812? You mean the war where your White House was burnt down, no land changed hands, stopped and defeated in engagements by rookie red coats/Canadians/Aboriginals and peace was made before Britain could send their regulars over?

Interestingly, her feedback was actually pretty thoughtful. She started with what she appreciated about the post, gave a legitimate critique (that a lot of people agree with), and said she’d love to see similar posts in the future if the content quality was a little better.

As far as critical comments go, it doesn’t…

Don’t be bitchy and childish. Mungojerrie is right — this jewelry is unexceptional. I see the same stuff on the subway every day. It’s certainly not post-worthy. If you think this is “bomb-ass” and are going to be snarky and immature — well, you’re not doing Millihelen any favors.

Your sarcastic defensiveness/bitterness is really precious.

I’m getting a rash just looking at it. I can’t wear most jewelry without breaking out. It sounds obnoxious, but I can only wear gold and sterling silver.

Bread to go along with the potato? Say what now?

“....it can also destroy other types of cells, such as skin cells, if it is inadvertently injected into the skin.”

When I was young and worked in my family’s grocery story in a village in Canada we sold “rape seeds” for bird feeders. An American once came in and complained to me... I was 10. I had no idea what the hell was going on. Also, for years I misread the other bird seed we sold: Niger Seeds. Luckily I never said the word…

This is the town that Corner Gas is based on. Brent butts grew up there. No American would have any clue what I am referencing. But to the Canadians in the crowd—this all Is hysterically funny and I hope they leave the sign just for satirical purposes.

This post was originally scheduled to run at 10 am, but it unscheduled itself and reverted back to an old headline.

I was very badly bullied at school so I gave as good as I got. One dudebro in particular kept harassing me, so I accused him of bedding sheep. Simples. All through high school, nasty sleazy stuff from him, I rejoined with my sheep-fucker insults. They were awesome! We have a very strong repitoire of sheep related…

Once a guy I knew was trying to talk my friend in to buying his crappy car. He was giving him the hard sell and said, “I’ll even throw in the stick I use to beat the chicks off with (beat off as in stop from swarming his car in a fit of lust, not the other, more fun connotation).