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I remember reading somewhere (here? It was here, wasn't it?) that Allison Williams was Tina Fey's intern at some point when she was in college, which makes me seriously wonder if Suri on 30 Rock is based on her....

I'm in that -40 region. It is unreal. My dog has never been so acutely aware of her exposed butthole. She's not having it. PS: I wish I were doing both aforementioned activities, but alas, I am working. Eff.

What. the fuck. Martin Freeman. Seriously? SERIOUSLY?

I've been a fan of his for sometime and completely missed the fact that he's an actual piece of shit. Amazing what they can do with make-up & spec FX these days.

You're right, these jokes only exist in a vacuum of fictitious characters.

Bright colors, uncontrollable violence, and terrible decision-making ability.

How is she encouaging others not to be scared of anything? I don't see her spreading any sort of message other than "Look at Me!!!" Then again I don't follow her Twitter or anything so maybe she is sending out affirming messages to her followers.

I'm 29 and have struggled with bulimia since I was 13. I was also adopted as an infant. While many factors in my upbringing contributed to developing a deeply rooted, long term eating disorder, it was very interesting and curious to learn at 21 (when I found my biological family) that my mother was a long term, severe

I have been waiting for this opportunity since I missed the boat LAST Halloween!

I've seen some shit in my days. I lived in an apartment on a block I came to find out was called the Terror Dome. Not because of spookiness, but because this block was the epicenter of drug and crime activity in the neighborhood. No one really bothered me and my new hubby but I had crazy dreams there. I woke up

My grandparents bought their current home in the late eighties. Its a nineteen-seventies, two story home down a long dirt road and at the edge of a national forest. They met the owners on a few occasions. The last time they saw them, the elderly couple wished them luck and bid them farewell, shouting out a 'don't let

In my twenties I shared a townhouse with my best friend (I'll call her Jill). There was a third room, and we found ourselves in need of a roommate right at the exact moment that another girl appeared, in need of a room (I'll call her Psycho Hose Beast, or PHB for short).

I once joked about using a Ouija board in front of my very Catholic Grandfather. For a consummate joker, he suddenly became very stern and sat me down with an article in the Catholic Weekly on the danger of casual dabbling in the occult. Of course, I had to learn the hard way.
For my third year of university in Perth,

Yay, I love these threads! I'm bookmarking so I can read them all! I've had many strange experiences, but this is the one that sticks out in my memory the most and that I remember most vividly.

So a few years ago my SO and I moved into our first place together. We were (and are) pretty poor so it was a kind of run down place in a 100+ year old house that had been subdivided into apartments, two downstairs apartments and an upstairs apartment that ran the length of the house. The place had its charm, looked

When my brother and I were in grade school we took piano lessons from an older woman who lived near our grade school. She was a widow and most of her family lived far away. I'll call her Mrs. K (not her real initial). As our parents got to know Mrs. K they became good friends. She would often babysit for us and

I was 15 years old and for the first time in years I had the bedroom to myself because my stepsister was away to celebrate World Youth Day with the Pope. I had plans to read library books all night long without interruption. I closed the door, surrounded myself with blankets and books and lit candle to make my room

When my older sister was born my parents moved into a small house and in that house the laundry room was right across the kitchen table. So my sister would often be seen waving and staring and giggling while looking into the laundry room. This behavior continued for a long time and when she could finally talk they

There's an abandoned house a couple miles from my friend's place. One night some of us decided to fool around with a Ouija board and supposedly contacted a young boy named Ethan. He, of course, directed us to what will forever be referred to as the Creepyhouse. We, of course, went. This place is on a virtually