I hate to say it, but at least half of the guys at that taping are what women end up with when they don’t have standards. Sure, for every lock a key and that - but... :/

It could very well have been! It wasn’t all that long ago, I know that.

I remember a few years ago reading an article somewhere written by a Mom who was allowing her children to avoid things they found uncomfortable early on in their lives, even if that meant that they DIDN’T give Grandma a kiss, or sit on an Uncle or cousin’s lap during a visit or something. She felt it was better to…

I hope she uses that pain as a shield and a sword.

This is exactly what I was led to believe as well, WTF?

It’s like they figured if they got the hair and the butt right, people would know who she is? She just looks like a generic face model, really. The cheeks seem way too low and not as full as Kim’s.

Ar t is subjective, but I don’t find this looks like her at ALL.

I find a lot of this stuff that’s reposted on single friends’ FB pages to be WILDLY misogynistic too. If it’s not going on and on about how great of a catch you are, and too damn bad his fool ass couldn’t see it, it’s straight up calling out other women for supposedly trying to keep you down because you’re so damn…

This is why I can’t date him. I’m never sure if he’s looking at me, or at the girl to the left of me, juuuust over my shoulder.

Did he think he was applying for a security position? What.

I think a good case of ringworm should see her through. Doesn’t matter if you use pills, creams, or tea tree oil, you never get rid of it, and it comes back whenever you’re stressed out. Non-lethal, not painful, but really embarassing on. say, your arms/legs/neck/face.

I’m going in October for a concert at the Mandalay, so of course we booked the hotel itself. Any stories, tips or reviews are totally welcome. Also, tattoos in Vegas?

This is what a real family is like. My dad got me a robotic cat once because we couldn’t have a real one at the time.

At that stage of the game, I wouldn’t want random shit for my house either! People wouldn’t know, people wouldn’t care. You’d end up with matching bathrobes, Madonna’s SEX book for your coffee table, and a nose hair trimmer. And in my group of friends some smartass would probably buy his and hers Depends for the Bride…

Not to mention all the sheer crap that’s made and sold at Christmas. Ugh... I spent too many years working retail...

This is true. I bet you the Bride in the letter didn’t get the 6 blenders she was planning to return for cash anyway, and that’s how she noticed the one gift missing.

Can you come to my wedding? I’ve been dying for a dinglehopper.

THIS. I’m so here for this!

I’m too old to NOT be honest and open about everything. Life is a giant fucking mess as it is, time to cut out the bullshit.

I have to admit I was happily mocking everything until that copper punch bowl set came along. I’d marry some arsehole for that in a heartbeat.