This! A few years ago I went to camp out solo in the lines for a pop concert (I LOVE this artist, and after a horrible experience in the nosebleeds, I was determined to be close to the stage this time). I’m nearing 30, no one my age wanted to go with me. One more caveat: I live and work in a cramped urban neighborhood…

Lambs are so fucking cute. I moved to Scotland last year and this is my first lamb season—I have never squeed so much in my life. They are wondrously springy and I love watching them bouncing around the fields when I’m riding past on the train. My partner has a bunch of sheep farmers in his family and they invited us…

Then again, I did know someone who didn’t realize for an entire two weeks that the guy she was dating was missing an arm so anything is possible.

Wait.

...starting this month, each red box of Spanx promotes a dose of what the company says is feminist inspiration: “Don’t take yourself or the ‘rules’ too seriously,” reads a message card.

Ok, so you’ve all heard the rumor of the Man in Black at Springsteen concerts? He finds people with really crappy seats and gives them front row seats? It’s absolutely true. It happened to me at the Ted Constant Center in Norfolk VA. We got tickets at the last minutes and had the worst seats in the house. They were…

I was working in a smallish rural city in south Louisiana working for a newspaper with a bunch more 20-somethings from all over the country, and being young and stranded we would go to anything that came to town that had a chance of being mildly fun. One of my coworkers was a huge metalhead and when a KISS cover band…

So, I’m like 13, and my mother and my aunt have tickets to go see The Eagles; Hell Freezes Over Tour. My aunt gets some sort of dire illness so I get subbed in to see Don Henley et al at an open, outdoor ampitheater. My Mom and I are in the back/lawn/cheap seats and there is some...doobage around us. I get passed a…

Watching Elton John nearly stop playing because a woman flashed him. The look on his face was priceless.

Chvrches is the goddamn best and Lauren is a bona fide badass. Trolls, sadists, and online terrorists: fuck off to the left.

I have worked with kids my whole life, and this is the best advice I can give: point stuff out. Point stuff out all the time. Keep it age approriate, but point out instances in say, books or tv where someone is pushing or crossing boundaries, and make it clear that that person is the problem. Point out good behavior…

When my niece was 15 or so, she told me how annoying it was to have adults tell her what she could wear, how short her skirts could be, etc.. I told her that nobody distrusts HER, but that we were worried that predatory men would see her and target her. I told her I was sorry that the world was full of these men, and…

Mr.Tits stole a pair of my sunglasses years ago, and now prefers women’s. The best part? Dudes complement him ALL THE TIME. They fucking love his glasses, and he tells them they are for ladies and to check out their department sometimes. I love him so much :D

its like a backwards wrestlers uniform made of snakeskin and tears

pictured: a 100% man that 100% hates his life

Every time I’ve gotten Sonic near my house, they fuck up any food I get. The milkshake is always perfect. Usually I get a hamburger - as discussed last month in a thread I am still getting notifications on, I order burgers plain. Nothing on it. No cheese. Burger and bun, I will ketchup it myself.

That used to happen to us at one particular Panera. We went there because it was the only place close to our gym where you could get anything halfway healthy, but they fucked up our order every time. Once, we ordered two sandwiches (one with avocado slices) with apples as the side (instead of chips) and ended up with…

you mean hand-scooped?!

I grew up in New England and Mr. Pibb hasn’t really made any appearances except for at Five Guys. When I was in Indianapolis visiting family I asked the waitress what Pibb Xtra was and she gave the best response ever, “well Mr. Pibb wanted to put in a little extra” I sat there going wait what? Nooo I mean what is Mr.…