By writing this you just made everyone post pictures of their huskies and I could not love you more for it.

"The fault here is any parent who doesn't feel this is essential training for boys, too. "

Me when I left my ex husband: I can't do this anymore.

I'm impressed with the dress. It's flattering on all of them. But the shoes are unfortunate.

No idea what they're selling, but it is a lovely effort. Well done!

I just can't stop smiling. Bless you English Travel Ladies!

NOT TODAY.

I am so sorry but I MUST KNOW WHICH ACTOR.

Oh boy! Do I have stories! However I doubt there is enough bandwidth to go through them all. There is one where the girl I was dating was a prostitute (I was young enough to think massage therapist actually meant massage therapist) and I ran for the hills when I had to sit with her pimp, drinking tea, whilst she…

My fiancé called to tell that he got married, as I sat on the bed, looking at my wedding gown.

I got this.

Things hadn't been going well with Mr. JackAss for a couple months, but I had decided to stick through it during the holidays. Then, one afternoon, he offered to let me drive his Jeep. I shifted over to the driver's seat as he walked around to the other side. I adjusted the seat, and checked the mirrors as…

This is how my dad broke up with my mom when they were still teenagers. It should be noted that they did get back together, get married, and eventually had a long overdue divorce for which everyone is better off.

Going up, my parents were were divorced and never communicated directly. I got bounced back and forth between them a lot. Always based on what my mom needed. Fuck my social life or grades or stability. If being a parent started to get too hard, she'd ship me off to live with my grandmother or father. She'd get lonely,…

Mine was brutal. I spoke about it at London's version of The Moth. It was the only kind of catharsis I could afford ->

One of my exes was into medieval reenactment and at one point bought me a throwing axe, which I got to be pretty good at. When I dumped him, he went to my room and grabbed it, then fell to his knees baring his throat and offering it to me while begging me to "end it now." I laughed so hard I staggered backwards and…

The first boy I ever kissed and my first "real" boyfriend broke up with me via AIM AWAY MESSAGE. He couldn't even be bothered to IM me himself and he put it up for everyone to see. The mid 2000s were a rough time to date.

I reconnected with a one-night stand and took an international flight to see him again.

"I uh... summered in Dallas."