"...got married because she really wanted a wedding."
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A friend of mine had an 18 month marriage. Five months after the wedding, he discovered that his wife was cheating on her with her partner in the police, a relationship that preexisted the marriage. They went to marriage counseling for a few months, and then, eleven months into the marriage, he caught her cheating…
A friend of mine owns a parrot who is totally in love with her father-in-law. Whenever the man visits, the parrot flirts with him constantly and is all over him, doing little parroty courtship things. It is both hilarious and sad, since the father-in-law will never make a nest with her, being happily married to a…
I think she looks really good at the weight she's at in that clip. I'm not sure if it's just that blouse or the fact that she's got a five month old, but her rack looks amazing. She is really a looker, for all she's so down on her looks.
The best part about toddlers is that they're like they're always drunk.
The NFL was shocked — SHOCKED — that New Orleans had enough female football fans to support the first NFL women's shop ever. (Of course, people look good in Saints' colors: black and gold. You can get pretty much anything ladies' in black and gold around here, officially licensed and unofficially awesome.)
The Pope is Catlick. (Just ask any New Orleanian. We got a lotta Catlicks here. Mardi Gras, St. Joseph's Day, St. Patrick's Day, Christmas... these are all Catlick holidays that involve drinking.)
Just find a friend who's got an extensive music collection and have them make a playlist for you on their ipod. Cheapest route.
Most people I know reference it from this comic: [xkcd.com]
Just because this little rule of thumb suggests that a 70 year old dating a 42 year old is not creepy doesn't mean that it's a good idea. More that 42 is the youngest 70 can go without seriously straining credulity.
In fact, you can pull the micro SD card OUT OF YOUR PHONE if you are really super desperate.
In this anecdote, Gandalf the Grey is played by my brother, enrolled in college out of state and member of a fraternity, and Bilbo Baggins is played by my mother. It is the Friday before Mardi Gras in a New Orleans suburb, long enough ago that cellphones were not ubiquitous.
This has ceased to look like a photo and resembles a painting. Which, I suppose, it is. A digital painting.
I'm totally a Jedi. I've even managed mind tricks!
Okay, so these are kind of freaky photos, but these people are grieving a loss. It may feel like less of a loss to some, but it's still a loss. As humans, we grieve losses. Children, family members, pets, jobs, cars, opportunities — not all with the same depth of emotion or circumstance, but all depending on who we…
My dentist told me that I probably wouldn't need to have my wisdom teeth out unless they decided to start moving. They were well placed and not at strange angles and just fine hanging out in my mouth. And then one of them decided to move. It erupted and my dentist removed it as a simple extraction. No big deal.
When I was an 18 year old freshman in college, one of my dear friends was a home-schooled girl who was saving herself for marriage and who thought you should only date people you were going to marry. The rest of my friends had at least gone to high school and had some vague clue about boy-girl interactions.
It depends on the dog you get, too. Fuzzbutt is not a puppy full of energy. He is a little old man who likes to curl up next to me while I work. He likes to run and chase the squeak toy for a bit, and then he wants a nap. He likes short walks and peeing on things in his yard. He likes going to visit my family and…
The fuzzbutt went for years undetected, and then I moved in with my sister and he's no longer a secret. My landlord never even suspected. In fact, for a year, my downstairs neighbors also had a secret dog!
My brother has a lemon tree. My father loves limoncello. Do you have a good recipe?