It's not just fried stuff. It's in pre-packaged hot chocolate! HOT. CHOCOLATE.

HOT. FREAKING. DANG.

I read this as "the Europeans brought sexy mullets."

I was grateful I read that incorrectly, and then remembered that no matter the origin, mullets still exist. And then I was no longer grateful.

I would argue that some narcissism is normal and typical of pregnancy— because, really, no other pregnancy should be as important to you as yours. It has the greatest impact on you than any other pregnancy, so it would make sense to devote mental and emotional energy to it— more so after experiencing such a loss.

And…

No, but they did have a miscarriage, and struggled with infertility. Does that give them some allowance to be a little cheesy?

....really?

I think what is being argued, though, is not that the existence of Hooters itself will sway a child in one direction or another, but the fact that their coach is fighting so hard to have this event there. He's not only condoning its existence, but promoting the utilization of the establishment to celebrate their…

Totally anecdata— but I think it can be totally different depending on how you handle it. If you yell at your kid a lot, yelling at them when they're in a dangerous situation isn't going to have the same level of impact that it would if you were suddenly yelling after never yelling at your child. And then if you yell…

I absolutely agree. It is on the parents to teach their children how to treat other people. The thing is, though, as a parent, I'd have to choose to not let me kid participate in an end of season party. Why? Because I believe Hooters promotes the objectification of women. Call it natural all you want, I'm not going to…

There is a difference between seeing something on a music awards show and an authority figure associated with your academic life sanctioning it.

Oh my gosh, yes. This. And what is the deal with everyone making fun of her for having so many kids? Apparently "pro-choice" only applies if you want an abortion— heaven forbid the woman be allowed to choose to have children (and as many as she wants). Good grief, people, GET OUT OF EACH OTHER'S UTERUS (uteri?…

OH, no! On my screen, it said I had double posted— so I edited the only one apparently. Oops! You were great!

[A] "pick up artist" is like a sandwich artist, except much more embarrassing to sleep with and much, much less likely to have a footlong.

Double post!

Everyone endures some form of struggle with the notion of mortality at some point in their lives. Perhaps there's a deep, meaningful idea behind the selfies— I duckface, therefore I (still) am.

Hugs, lady. You're eighteen shades of awesome.

Practice the following: "NOT PREGNANT. JUST FAT." It usually gets people to step off rather quickly.

Can this carry over to questions about my cervix, too? Because no, random lady in the grocery store, I don't want to tell you how dilated I am. Can we talk in detail about YOUR reproductive organs instead for a minute?

I have to mourn this fact. Give me a minute as I wallow in the reality that my television-infused childhood was a gross, hairy façade.

I think the disconnect is the big problem here. It's easy to look at this and say, "Why didn't they do this instead of calling the police?" when if it were me in the situation, I wouldn't expect them to do ANYTHING— not "something else," just NOTHING. Oy.