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This is absolutely true! If it says “cocktail party” then childless is certainly implied!

I do usually ask, but that time, since they had kids the same age, I just assumed! I learned at that point (this was a number of years ago) but I am just pointing out that families are all different, and what I experienced growing up was that kids were always welcome, even to big parties. I had to learn that that

This. I grew up in a family where kids were always welcome, and so I have grown into a person who doesn’t always get that some parties aren’t kid-friendly. Just tell me. I might not like it, but I will understand! I mistakenly took my kids to a birthday party once, at a person’s house who had kids the same age, and I

This is despicable! I hadn’t seen this before. Yuck.

I could not breathe through the entirety of that jail escape. It was incredible.

I got a number of great and/or terrible songs, depending on who you are. My favorite? Sara Smile by Hall and Oates. My least favorite? I’m sure you can guess. Just don’t start fucking singing it. And it’s “No time is a good time for goodbyes,” asswipe. 

This. A good friend of mine worked in a clinic and said this exact thing, that a patient came in who was the daughter of someone who had been outside protesting the day before. The protester justified it by saying something like, “Well, my daughter can’t have a baby.” Ugh.

I would suggest giving season 3 a shot. I thought it was the best, by far. If you liked season 1, that is!

We used to do a draw, and then you had $20 to spend at thrift stores or garage sales and the like. On Christmas, everybody would toss 5 bucks into a pot, and if you gave either the best/most/most bizarre present, you’d win the pot! It was a lot of fun. Now nobody gets anybody anything, and it is cheaper, but I kind of

I feel sorry for all of you. My mom’s turkey this year was freaking delicious. She actually took it out too early, and it was “done” but it wasn’t, not really. Turkey meat needs a looooong time in the oven. She actually had it out and let it rest, and we tried it, and both said, “Nope.” It was chewy and tasteless. She

Is no one disturbed by the fact that there is a sizable room hidden behind this bathroom? Did they just forget to attach it to the rest of the building? What the heck was it even for? I’m totally confused.

We’re in a tight spot!”

Well to be fair, that is during rush hour, if your time stamp is correct. Without snow, the times still wouldn’t be anywhere near that “ideal” time.

I once needed to buy some poly-fil stuffing for a stuffed animal I was making, and the (tiny) bag of poly in the craft section was something like 8 bucks, and a regular plain bed pillow, probably 3-4 times the size, was $5. So now I have a nice cloth bag full of stuffing for multiple projects.

I used to hate black licorice with an intense passion, always associating it with black jelly beans which are, still, the devil’s candy. But then I moved to Germany, and became acquainted with Lakritz Schnecken. That’s them, up there in the header pic on this article. They are from Haribo, and they are so so so so

Um, I do! You have the introduction of Slughorn, the Pensieve and its retrieved memories, Harry Potter high on Felix Felicis, Aragog’s funeral, the introduction of Horcruxes, and Harry and Dumbledore’s trip to the underground lake. It is fantastic and creepy and funny and horrifying. I’d put it second to Azkaban, for

I once sat in an airplane seat and realized after a horrifying moment that its previous occupant had peed in it. Yes, I sat in another person’s piss. No, there was no indication before I sat down that the seat was wet. It looked like every other seat. The airline hostess changed out the seat, confirming my diagnosis

I hate that on Netflix. Whenever the credits get tossed into a little box, I navigate up there to watch them. Sometimes they are really lovely and have nice graphics. I have a son who will not stay in the theatre for the credits, and so every time we go I have to deal with an obnoxious 13-year-old saying, “Let’s

This is such an odd question to me, since the only time I have ever been too cold in a restaurant, it has been in the summer. Glacial AC is the pits. I have never been too cold in the winter, unless sitting directly next to the door.