Ya know, I've been wondering what I could do with this fleet of trucks I've seemed to amassed...

Same here... I've been single for a bit over 4 years now and basically all the ads I get are engagement/wedding stuff (probably because A TON of my friends have been married or gotten engaged in the past year) and fat loss/diet ads. It's like facebook is rubbing it in my face that I'm fat and lonely. Damn it…

I've wanted to get a nose job for a realllly long time. My sister got my Mom's cute little pixie nose and I got my Dad's giant German nose. Unfortunately, I'm prone to keloid scarring so any type of plastic surgery is definitely out of the question because of the high likelihood of being permanently disfigured due…

Exactly. At my thinnest I was 6'1 tall and around 120ish lbs...and I never went below a size 9, and a size 11 was snug without being too loose or too tight.

My parents started charging me rent the month after I turned 18. They were NOT okay with having a freeloading adult in their house, and they charged me market rent for a room in my town.

Ugh... I had 3 of those on my subway car today and it was packed...but these dudes felt perfectly comfortable taking up 3 seats apiece because they just had to spread their legs out and read a newspaper.

I grew up in a pretty conservative little hick town and still have quite a few 'friends' from there on my FB. Most of their posts have dealt around killing all Muslims and never forgetting that it was Islam who did this.

Ha, I'm working on a full sleeve (backwards...I started at my wrist) and I fairly recently had a coworker say 'Wow, I had no idea you had tattoos... you seem like such a nice person!'. Super confused.

My rule was always 'you order generic, whatever is on the menu, and unless you're severely allergic you will get the works and like it. You can pick it off and give it to someone else if you don't like it. If you don't, then you can come with me and order it yourself'.

Yep. I always ask for 'half ice' and so far the Starbucks where I work has it down perfectly.

According to him, he'd just tell you to 'fuck off' and you'd say 'okay!' and walk away.

I work in a male dominated industry (aircraft maintenance) and going to HR would be completely pointless and ultimately hurt me in the end. I would just be blamed for choosing my career knowing it was male dominated, I would be told I couldn't take a joke and if the men DID get disciplined they would retaliate…

The last time I did that was at a house party and you know what happened? The dude turned around pinned me against a wall while stepping on my feet causing extensive bruising in my arms and breaking one of my toes while telling me how he was going to enjoy raping me. Luckily, a few other people were there to pull…

Um.... boobs aren't supposed to move, they're supposed to be perfectly perky, half cantaloupe shaped regardless of what you weigh, if you've had children or your natural predisposition to have larger or smaller or differently shaped breasts. They must be perfect at all times and NOT due to surgery because that just…

I dunno... my sister stabbed me with a crochet needle when we were kids. Of course, I also ended up with multiple wounds when I was quilting and embroidering. I can basically hurt myself doing anything...not sure if that should be a point of pride or not.

From my experience with my male 'friends' and coworkers, they think rape is only rape when it's violent. They feel rape is just when you grab a random woman, drag her into an alley and then rape her and then leave. I've had many guys say 'you can't rape your wife/girlfriend' and that it isn't rape if she passed out…

Age: 19

Yep! Got in a very public argument with a guy who said he was 6'4, turned out to be 5'10 and then berated me in a parking lot for lying on my profile and that I was OBVIOUSLY 6'7 and that I was a horrible person for lying like that. Yeah...I think I'd have noticed if I was 6'7.

I'm 6'1 and a friend of mine lived in an apartment (aka illegal dwelling basement-ish place) where the highest point of her ceiling was maybe 5'10. She got me a rocking horse on wheels and that's what I sat on and moved about with. It was ridiculous and I loved it, but I could never actually live in a place like…

Nahhh, that would require honest introspection...something I somehow doubt he's capable of.