Wel,l it would have been nice if he mustered the courage to call it off a few months before the wedding. There are substantial deposits put down on venues, printers, hotels, caterers, limos, cake, etc., that are simply not refundable that late in the game. He's kind of a dick on that account, you have to admit.

Which is what tells me that this woman has little to no money or resources. I mean, her son needs to do time for what he did, but let's not burn her at the stake because it makes us feel all warm 'n' good in our truth-y spot.

Yeah, it's really heartbreaking. "There but for ..." and all that.

I finally posted in one of her comment sections that she needs to change her settings. As juicy and sordid as this story is, I'm just not as much of a heartless, voyeuristic asshole as I'd like to be.

And if you think that response was intense, check out the one in her "November 24 at 2:47pm" posting. I'm beginning to get a reeeeaaally ugly picture on that back story.

Oh, indeed it has. INDEED.

Please someone tell that woman how to change her privacy settings. I would if I weren't rubbernecking so hard.

Yeah, I went digging around after reading that. Jaime definitely has a bone to pick and is not afraid to throw down. DO NOT FUCK WITH JAMIE. Jamie is the new patron saint of giving no fucks.


For what it's worth, rapist mom is coming off as pretty damn delusional in regard to this little bit of the back story.…

I used FAM with barrier methods; a condom or diaphragm for the first 10 days, going commando the rest of the time. I'm lucky that ovulation is a very obvious event in my cycle - mittleschmertz, changes in sex drive, dramatic changes in cervical fluid - so it was really just a matter of waiting a couple of days after…

Natural family planning/fertility awareness method can be very effective when paired with condoms or a diaphragm. I used it to choose my wedding day a year in advance (white dresses are blood magnets) and was able to get knocked up on my second try. It's useful information every woman can use simply to be more aware…

I feel you. If I buy a dress it either fits my top and looks like a maternity dress or it fits in the waist but doesn't zip up. Back in the day, I wore size 10 or 12 on the bottom and 18 on the top; that was with a completely normal BMI and a waist that was a 10 - 12 inch smaller than my hip and bust measurements .…

I'm from California but my parents are from Ireland and I'm an hourglass figure too.. When I was younger I was told I looked like a Barbie Doll more than once. Growing up, I felt ungainly and awkward - while my classmates looked like willowy ballet dancers, I looked more like a burlesque artist from the 1950's.

To…

The difference is that these guys go after women whose opinion they disagree with and they doxx them, send death & rape threats and generally make their lives a living hell. In public can choose or not choose to wear clothes and/or mannerisms that mark your identity; on line you can either identify as a gay man or…

No, I described it a drug someone would willingly take at a party, perhaps to excess. Same with alcohol although it can be and is often used as a date rape drug.

This is what MRAs are about. Warning - especially vile stuff.

http://wehuntedthemammoth.com/2014/10/21/the…

AFAIK, GHB is a club/party drug that is more prevalently used by young gay men. It seems like club kids are more open to using stuff like Ketamine, GHB, Meth & Molly.

Generally, those drugs aren't first choice intoxicants for the frat & sorority set - it's more of a beer bong, tequila & weed scene (with maybe a…

I'm going to make a leap of faith and assume that you are not an MRA and are making a good-faith argument.

I'll agree that "spiking the _" is often regarded as a harmless prank or something that a good-natured doofus might do because he thinks his friends will enjoy an unexpected high. Look at the movie The Hangover.

Ho…

Reminded me of the Keddie Murder Cabin:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Keddie_Mu…

This reminds me of one of the most horrifying and spooky stories I've ever has the misfortune of hearing. Keep in mind that this is a real true story - it took place in California's Central Valley and was in the local lease papers at the time back in the late 1990s. Apparently there was a house with of eight siblings…

Oh yeah, I forgot this whispered piece of gossamer splendor...


"Hey baby, why don't you use my face as your toilet?"

I CAN'T EVEN LIVE IN THE SAME WORLD AS YO' BIG, BEAUTIFUL ASS.