I knew there some was something keeping me out of that store. I guess this is it.

I'm the same way. I've tried to come around, but it's just so hard. I had something wrong with my tendons as a kid, and of course being a kid, no one explained to me what they were doing with my feet. So I guess it comes from that.

I try to take care of my feet. I lotion them every day (but really, if I don't, I get disydrotic eczema, so...). It's really not hard. But if you have gross, scaly, ugly feet? I...simply won't look at them. Wear your flip flops if you want. I just won't gaze at your toes.

I didn't think kids were worth it before the recession....actually, I think I realized at around thirteen or fourteen that I didn't want kids. I'm thirty five now and still don't.

I'm with you here. I don't need that while I'm eating. But I'm not really surprised at what people do anymore.

I put my foot down when I was 19 - my new boy kitten was NOT going outside. We got another cat a few years later, and I decreed the same for her. My Dad argued with me. My old boss said my cats were in "kitty jail!" but I would not relent.

You have lovely hair. Really...it's gorgeous. You should be proud as hell, and it's really awesome that you've grown comfortable with it and have learned how to care for it properly (that's something many of us, no matter what race we are, never learn).

I was not aware that girls/women weren't supposed to be good at math until I was a grown woman. I was bad at math, but no one in my life ever said it was because I was a girl. In fact, I have had people argue with me (from my Dad when I was a little girl to the Dean of Students at the University where I worked a few…

Um...no. You don't do that.

The feet were probably my favorite thing about Barbie as a kid because I walked that way and was teased for it.

I am glad I read the comments. I'm not sure if I got Weiner mixed up with someone else, but I had thought that he accidentally tweeted the dick pics to a twitter follower when he was TRYING to send them to his mistress. Dumb cheater is one thing, but sexually harassing unsuspecting political supporters on twitter…

I've explained to him WHY I always look sad. Multiple times. He knows this is my default expression and that I can't help it. What bothers me is when I say "nothing's wrong," and he still keeps pushing. I would think that after being together this long, he would take me at my freaking word.

I have a sad expression when my face is at rest. I would love to not have that, because I get sick of strangers telling me to smile and my husband asking me what's wrong.

Am I crazy, or in that one couple, are both guys named Scott? Because that makes me giggle.

Thirty-five, and the back of my sofa, top of my bookshelf, and side of my cube at work are covered with stuffed animals. As an aside, my husband has an entire bookshelf of pikachu/other pokemon and the top of our dresser is covered with our mutual plushes.

I never thought they'd make me rich. I just bought the ones I liked, and tried to keep them nice. The same with my Barbies and BE Goths and now my MOTU Classics and Monster High dolls. Though I found a long time ago that dolls are a lot easier to dust if you leave them in the box.

I can't say I was surprised, exactly. I just wouldn't expect a non-native to know what the hell it is.

That's what I thought. She's free of the loser now, but I worry she'll fall for this crap.

That is the best idea ever. I am going to do that.

Why are we banning hairstyles AT ALL? Do they hurt anyone? No. Are they "provocative" (like see through shirts or shorts)? Um...no. Also...I have never been "distracted" by anyone's hairstyle.