You may take a little ribbing about it, but it’s a good way to “meat cute”

Oh I have the best story about a wedding proposal...

ugh he’s like the worst too he has no redeeming factors I have literally no idea what is wrong with me every time I go there I’m like this is terrible why do I do this and then there I am, a few weeks later, in the same spot on his couch somehow still watching basketball?!!?!?!?!?! WHY IS BASKETBALL ALWAYS ON I DON’T…

I live with all men (husband, sons) and they are never not talking. NEVER. And I’m a super extrovert and I’m like making plans to build a bunker under the house to escape the mindless, endless, pointless chatter that fills my ears at all times.

In his defense, they probably won’t shut the fuck up about Austin.

Just going to throw this out there—you’re clearly a man if you’ve never had to wash blood out of clothes. :P

“I figure billions of people around the world don’t wash with hot water and their clothes look just fine.”

Related: prompt toilet paper roll replacement.

Not sure why you left out the most important distinction. Use Tylenol after Botox to prevent bruising. Don't act like you don't need to know this.

Yes, acetaminophen (or paracetamol to everyone living outside the US) will fry your liver. It’s the by far most common cause of liver failure in the western world. Had it been invented today it would never have been approved, yet people pop those like tictacs. Read the box, don’t take more than indicated and alternate…

Thank you. It was TL;DR but tried to skim through for the meat and potatoes.

When I did estimating, I had a special PITA charge. I’d just add it into some other category, but believe me, it was there.

I don’t know why, but “drives safely” is a huge one for me.

THAT LANA PICTURE. KAYNE. I AM DEAD.

Because if you happen to be a woman who tries this tactic, you’re suddenly a bitchy shrew who should shut up and let the men talk. Or better yet, shut up and go make some coffee.

Damn, you’ve dated a lot of assholes...or one of the biggest around.

My first date with my husband the restaurant was really crowded when we arrived, and I suggested we might want to go somewhere else. He said “It’s okay, I made reservations.” SPLOOSH.

Does that thing with his tongue.

What I got from the linked article was just simply that he is able to amend his lawsuit to say that she made an oral agreement that he could use the embryos. As the original contract said they both had to agree for anything to happen with them, he is now trying to prove that she did give him permission and is just…

He said he can sue, not that he can have the embryos. Basically passing the buck to another judge.