1. The Peace Corps and peace-keepers.

Palmetto Bug sounds like a roach in a Hugh Hefner smoking jacket, lounging behind a hotel refrigerator in Vegas.

Multnomah County in Oregon has had a searchable database with scores, violations and such for nearly a decade. The new site is even mobile friendly.

I wish. The Gulf South wood roach can easily be 3 inches long, will fly at you and attempt to land on you, and bc of its size, makes a clattering sound when it hits the ground. it's like a hummingbird in a nightmare crunchy bug costume. If you ever saw one in a restaurant, you'd probably go to jail for arson- and…

Why is it that when I imagine finding cockroaches in a restaurant, I want it to look like this:

This is why I never do diet challenges with my partner, only fitness challenges. Like last August we started a 30 day regimen to double the amount of push-ups we could each do within a minute. At the end of the month it came time to test our results: he proudly dropped down and banged out 60 push-ups in a minute,…

Remember, we can't understand things that happen to us solely as women until a dude explains to us exactly what is happening to us. god damn.

Anyone who starred his comment should just get a divorce. Their poor spouses don't deserve to be stuck with them. Let me give you some real advice. From a man. Not some idiot woman. Jesus.

Resentment? Are you talking about the resentment a man feels toward his pregnant partner? What does he have to resent, exactly? That he gets to walks around for 10 months, his body unchanged, eating and drinking what he wants, continuing his career without disruption, sleeping comfortably through the night, continuing…

Pure luck. He had an acquaintance that he had chemistry with who makes it no secret that her marriage is open. He thought it through, asked me how I felt about it, and then asked her if she wanted to get together sometime. They've been really honest with each other and put down ground rules and everything.

I'm 5 months pregnant with number two. I work full-time and my nerves are shot to hell most of the time and I have no energy. I also have no sex drive whatsoever (many pregnant women get more horny, so ymmv).

I realize I'm late to the party, but even at Starbucks, you get trained on flavors and levels of roasting and crap like that. AND IT'S STARBUCKS!!! You're trained to have an opinion and what you think it tastes the best with and all that shit. If it's a locally roasted, higher end sort of place, then that's going to…

From what I remember: condoms, fancy lube, penis-shaped lollipops and other sex-related memorabilia. It also came in a shoe box covered in a collage of half-naked guys and sex-related words cut out of Cosmo. It was pretty impressive.

Sometimes my dad watches Fox News and the segments about PP get him all in a tizzy over abortion factories and human life. Then I kindly remind him that PP and his Visa card are the reasons I didn't have to drop out of college that one time. He shuts the hell up right quick.

Could we maybe not refer to her current attractiveness as a "transformation" from before? Isn't that the exact kind of rhetoric that somehow reinforces idea that the bully was right? How about this—she looked perfectly fine before, and she looks perfectly fine now, and only one of those versions of her happened to…

In the late Pleistocene, when I was a freshman in high school (all girls, Catholic), our sex ed was a year long program taught by a retired Army nurse who would answer ANY question about ANYTHING. She had seen it all, hon, and she wasn't embarrassed or ashamed of the good old human body and its various functions and…

He says he's a different person, but he starts the note with a "you're not that hot I wasn't even asking you out" paragraph before saying all he can do is apologize, but not actually apologizing. This is after he asked out a woman he apparently remembered tormenting but decided to act like nothing had ever happened.

Eh, it's kind of on you to correct a person's perception of you when you've behaved poorly. I vividly recall running into a guy who'd been a colossal ass when when knew each other in college ten years later. Not a bully, but prone to rudeness and full of himself. He came up to me at a bar and told me he felt…

I've been a barista, and when I read that story, I just thought the customer was an asshole. Plenty of people don't prefer more adventurous coffee (I'm one of them), but to repeatedly go to a nicer coffee shop then, and act with hostility over semantics over not being able to read his mind about what "normal" is…