Nobody gets more pissed than me about rude shit on the subway. Backpacks, pole hogging, manspreading, when two people seat themselves around me in a way that i’m trapped in their conversation, not letting short people have the vertical poles, and whatever else bullshit people can come up with. But you know what?…

that's how i know you're not evil.

I taught my husband to ask me "what can I do to turn you on" instead of saying "can we have sex" to which I reply: put on your leather jacket and clean the living room. It works.

Reminds me of my idiot ex roommate Geoff who insisted that "black" was a sociological term that means "low class." no he's not racist, he's a sociology major.

she's looking paris hiltoney in this one

My husband was watching this next to me going "that's not funny, she's not funny" but looked over at me chuckling and smiling... hmmmm...

"he can probe at that area later on" rofl

I only ever got 2 good advices from mothers. 1. bring depends to the hospital. 2. don't judge other parents! that is all.

so you would probably hate my other idea which is free pizza for voters.

I don't agree.

Maybe it could be linked through an already authenticated online process, like an online account for paying taxes, or Fafsa... not saying everyone has to do it, but it's disingenuous to wring our hands and freak out about why the younguns won't vote when everything they do is online except this. But you seem very…

Young people who don't leave the house to buy shampoo aren't going to go to vote, unless it's open bar. Whenever online voting gets figured out then they'll vote. Which may be never.

online voting

My mom died of that. What an awesome woman. The very end was not something I like to remember and this woman and her loved ones are better off skipping it.

Come on Isha. That cop is not OK.

I agree, it kind of reminds me of that story about Van Halen how they were such prima donnas that their rider required that all of the green m&ms be removed from a big bowl of m&ms in their green room... the reason being that if they couldn't get that right it was a sign that the fancy and dangerous pyrotechnics…

Word, thanks.

I can't see that one anymore because I dismissed it and it disappeared. I was pretty offended.

Yes - exactly you are confused. I'm not having issues with the lady at the grocery store asking me if I'm excited. My mother isn't alive so it's not her. It's friends, well meaning but emotionally absent friends. And no they're not "worried about me" as you rudely implied in your last post, I smile politely at their…

On the plus side, there were only 2 individuals responding to my post criticizing me for what I shared. One was especially vile telling me that I am possibly on course to be a "bad mother." I shudder to think what kind of person thinks that someone who is on the precipice of giving birth needs to hear such mental…