One of the worst aspects of modern civilization is how we ignore others in distress.

>>But what about a five-year-old waiting just outside a supermarket? What's the appropriate wait-and-see period?<<

"But what about a five-year-old waiting just outside a supermarket? What's the appropriate wait-and-see period? What about the Shanesha Taylors of the world?"

"But what about a five-year-old waiting just outside a supermarket?"

Can we just go with "never?" It is NEVER ok to leave children or animals locked in a hot car. COME ON, people. This is Texas. Heat indexes are expected to reach 105 today, you could bake cookies on the windshield of your car. And it's just gonna stay this way until October. We ALL know this. We go through this EVERY…

OOOOHH, my bad. I understood that the first part was real, but the rest fake.

Who thinks an american would have admitted it was their own fault?

Any takers?

Ugh, I smell an Angel of Death.

I did once, about five years ago. Apparently she's an emergency-room doctor in Toronto (she came from a medical family, and was undoubtedly whip-smart), which doesn't surprise me in the slightest. A profession in which vulnerable people are under her control would be right up her alley. Brrrrrrrr.

Yikes. Do you ever google her name just to check whether she's been in the news for some sort of violent crime? It would not surprise me.

You know how you can't properly diagnose someone as a psychopath before their 18? And how rare a condition it is in females? So I can't say for sure that Sarah really was a psychopath, but I can confirm that she appeared to tick all the boxes.

"She tried to blame it on a block of feta she had sitting out on her bed."

Compulsive liars freak me out so much, but they are so fascinating!

No, I win. Nope. Nope nope. I win. Okay. Here goes. It's long but (I think) it's worth it.

Aaaaaaaaaaah... pee towel?!? Where did I put my brain bleach?

My freshman year roommate lied about being on the college soccer team, having a vineyard in Italy, a private jet, being in dance classes with Paris Hilton, growing up in NYC, having a deadly disease where she needed daily shots, and the biggest...she made up a twin sister.

In college, I lived with a girl who I had known since birth. She was basically like my cousin. I knew she was quirky and cheap, but I didn't think about what that meant in roommate terms. Well. First, she had pets that she didn't take care of. I ended up adopting both her cats when we split up. But the cats were fine…

The Family Guy detail is especially funny.

Other random college/roommate story, that happened to my friend. My friend "Kim" lived in a house with four other girls. One night, Kim comes back super high and opens the fridge. In the fridge is a half eaten birthday cake that "Claire" had made for a friend's party earlier that week. Kim has a piece. Night ends.