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    I have a coworker who poops with a level of pressure stronger than most humans. She manages to cover the back wall of the toilet, the brim of the toilet, and sometimes even the toilet seat itself. Of course, she does not clean up after herself. I even left a courteous sign offering to pay for surgery to re-orient

    I have a similar device that I picked up from Walgreens, but it has a disc on it to keep us Americans from shoving it all the way into our ears.

    My brother's dog is an eskie. Beautiful dog, but the crankiest thing EVER.

    *squeals* Corgis are adorable no matter what they are mixed with!!

    This is Taz. She was a puppy mill rescue and horribly abused. I have devoted YEARS to her.

    ...I hope the whackers get to it before the tappers.

    D'awww! I bought the chihuahua/min pin that I'm fostering the same sweater in red. *squeals*

    I figured if she failed so hard at handling a firearm, she clearly could not be ready.

    That makes me think of the "back boobs" phenomenon on People of WalMart.

    The last one was an arrogant doucheboat to restaurant servers.

    Don't forget how Mr. Quiggly did better for Skechers than Kim.

    I spent a plane flight from Seoul, Korea to Dallas next to a small-framed guy that would not close his legs, even after I prodded multiple times. I finally just bounced my knees and sat with my left foot on my right leg (as it turns out, he didn't like it when my foot touched him). I will never forget him, that

    Don't forget the instant gratification of getting rid of the items right away too. (I say this as someone who is about 90% of the way through a mad effort to de-clutter a house—yet did not want to exercise the additional effort to have a yard sale or such)

    I want to find the person who photoshopped that abomination and kick him/her in the shins for craptastic use of the burn tool.

    This makes me think back to an ex who put the last nail in the coffin of our failing relationship with Fredrick's of Hollywood lingerie.

    The Air Force beat this into my head all throughout my "college" at a military school and in active duty.

    Ever see a juice ball? We need to make juice balls filled with kid's medicine.

    "Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able? Then he is not omnipotent.

    I wish I could attach neon lights to your tidbit on contact information. I would think it common sense, but it is not.

    Years ago, there was a peeping tom in my apartment complex who preyed on women on the ground level. A friend gifted me a stun baton for my birthday in a similar manner.