Holy shit! I know one of those Tweeters. I'll be sure to sneer next time I see him.

Remember that there was always at least one person in class whose watch would go off at the top of the hour? Remember how it always irritated the shit out of you? Remember how when things would get really bad in your life and you'd be crying in the shower and you'd stand there until the water was freezing and your mom…

Omg thank you for bringing this back.

Obama will make a victory speech at some point in the next hour or so....he has to wait for Romney to concede, which should happen anytime. If you can stay up for a little while longer, you can watch the speech!

Oh my god, yes. And you don't need to be on the East Coast volunteering for hurricane relief to get the humblebragging - all you need to do is look at my FB feed. It's a myopic wasteland of thinly-veiled congratulatory idiocy. What bothers me is people basically congratulating themselves for, you know, doing things…

When I smoked, I was fully aware of how I smelled. I would brush my teeth after a cigarette, wash my face, and use some mild body-spritz (not perfume), but the smell always lingered. Unless they are just inconsiderate jerks (and that has little to do with smoking), they know and they are ashamed of it.

Cold turkey. It was agonizing but I don't think it would have worked for me any other way.

Her health. We work in a government building so she has to go outside and smoke 50ft away from the doors, and although the smell is unpleasant, it isn't so bad that it makes anyway wretch or anything. However, she is sick quite a bit, and I think that was part of his thinking.

I quit when I was 28, although I will admit to having a cig every once in a while on certain social occasions and am immediately reminded of why I quit. I have a co-worker who is a heavy smoker and my boss (a non-smoker) recently came to me and asked me to speak to her about quitting (since he watched me go through…

That's right, Belle Gunness. I had to create publicity posters for that event, and made the mistake of typing "Belle Gunness" into Google Images. The pictures of the remains of her victims were so gruesome that I actually had to take a break every 20 minutes or so, but I still felt sick to my stomach and I usually…

It was so cheesy. Halloween night, five college juniors, we print off that very page from the internet and drive to Bremen. It is spooky as all hell - there is actually a low-lying fog that night, making it even better. We're all sort of freaking each other out on the way over. Little Egypt is in this area that is…

Godspeed, Bitchfist. You're all right.

I was glib in my last comment and I apologize; I assumed you were a troll.

Nancy Grace will be chewing on this story for months.

She is! She grew up in a cabin in the deep woods with no electricity - not much unnerves her.

See, I was repeatedly traumatized with terrifying alien stories from Unsolved Mysteries as a child, and am only now, 20 years later, just starting to get over it. Stories like these undo all of that progress.

I will bet you that parking ticket that in 5 years, she'll be flat broke in a mountain of debt.

That's a really tough spot to be in. Of course your husband wants to be considerate of his family's feelings - and all the issues surrounding personal finances are so tricky to navigate from the outside. Still, I don't think I'd be able to stop myself from pointing out the hypocrisy and/or flat out refusing to give…

I can't wait until I'm 90 years old, my grandchildren read about this time in our history and ask, "Grandma, what the hell was up with that shit?" I will just take a long drag on my Marlboro red, take a swig of whiskey and answer, "Child, I don't even fucking know."

Just out of curiosity - do you ever bring that up to them? Like, "Hey, you know, Romney does not have you or your family's best interests at heart"? I would always be so tempted to just be the tiniest bit bitchy about it if I were loaning them money, since most conservatives I know believe liberals to be loafing…