Oh my god, that is fantastic.

Ahaha yes! I had that on friggin loop in my head for the whole article.

I'm such a product of this mentality, in particular how I look being the center of my self worth. And yet,I'm always reminding my friends and other women I love that they are not what they look like, who they sleep with, what men (or women who buy into this mentality, too) think of them, hell, what they had for…

I can't even. I just. What. This is amazing.

IT AIN'T YO' CONCERN

I like it when he's stone-faced, and then goes ape-shit on some dude. The best.

That actually creeped me out a little, and now I feel like a jerk. It's not the poor sloth's fault it's creepy...but it still is!

I just...I just can't. My husband thinks any breed of bulldog is hideous, but I think they are ADORABLE and I want to give them all the snuggles. Oh! And a puppy pile! Death by puppy pile is the best death! :D

Even though you posted this 8 days ago (sorry...new job got me all wrapped up in it) I'm so glad I got to read it. I have a stepson with that level of WTF ARE YOU KIDDING ME asthma and it's nothing to f*k around with. My mom (and grandmother) are of the same level of closeness to me as your mother is to you, and…

That. Sucks. I'm sorry you had to go through those kinds of upheaval at the same damn time. And I'm also sorry you had (have?) such poor health. I have a friend who seems to always get sick with every stiff breeze, it sucks. I wish germs were big enough to punch in their stupid faces.

'Gaytocracy'. I like that.

My dad was good at that, and I'm grateful that he told me the farm thing, it spared me a lot of heartache.

Bear had a good life, his best dog friend was a mini-sheltie named Regis and I was his baby, according to my parents (and, apparently, Bear). He really did look like a bear, too. He was completely golden brown, except for his eyes and nose and the pads of his feet :)

I've always thought he was a special kind of attractive, but then, I'm a weirdo.

I've had Shepherds my whole life, and let me tell you, they are my FAVORITE breed of dog. I had one as a child, named Bear, that was so big that I could ride on him like my own personal dog-horse, and from what I recall, he loved it as much as I did. We were buds, man. I was so sad the day my dad told me Bear had gone…

Hell yes. That's awesome.

Bitch needs a SGF.

Also, this.

Get it.

Exactly.