I currently work in retail and have been subjected to Christmas Music every minute of every shift since before Thanksgiving.

This song is gold compared to most of the trash out there.
I’d gladly listen to it it alone for my entire shift than some of the crappy remixes of randomness my store keeps playing.

And If I…

My mom gave me tons of NyQuil. As a kid it knocked me out and I thought made me sicker and delirious... my mom always thought it was me just breaking a fever. As an adult I discovered I’m actually allergic to the stuff—- and I was told never to take the stuff again. Thanks for poisoning me every time I got sick mom!

When I was 9 years old I did a similar project.

I was supposed to come up with an animal and describe how it functions and survives in the wild. Instead I came up with a pokemon named “Antiqutey” (Like Antique Cutey)—- she was a ghost type pokemon that lives in attics disguised as different kinds of antiques. (My…

You’re not going to abandon FFVII are you D=!!!???

I need to know what crazy stuff is happening in the Japanese Gold Sauce.

I don’t understand why so many people in the comments are against this.

Its should even be beneficial to adults who do want to gamble on loot boxes because it would require the game to publicly tell you what the chances are of getting said loot.

Thank you!

My and my boyfriend just got the PS4 last week.
I’ll have to check these out!

Of course I’m pretty emmersed in Witcher 3... so that might be a while.

Same here. I grew up in a forested rural area where having windows open was just not a big deal- in fact, you were considered kind of shady if your blinds were constantly closed. I love to open my windows because I like the natural light and seeing outside makes me feel less “trapped” since I suffer from…

My brother used to buy gum—— and then sell individual pieces on the bus for 25 cents each. He made a huge profit that he reinvested in buying more gum—- and pokemon cards for his trading empire.

For me, whatever is the ring finger of toes is actually twisted at about and 80 degree angle outwards which forces the rest of the toes to kind of walk on top of it—- it actually doesn’t cause any pain, but when I do get blisters it’s always that toe first. of course my two feet are also completely different sizes and…

I don’t typically complain about it—- but as a little girl I hated that all the traditional heroes were guys—— I wanted to save the world and be a girl at the same time—- and preferably not wear pink if possible. I played the heck out of Zelda games as a kid—- but when the game was over I would go out with my little…

The timed stuff doesn’t bother me. I only play for like 5-10 minutes at a time on breaks and lunch at work usually- so usually by the time I come back my stuff is done, or new animals have come.

I feel you pain. I’ve been wearing some tight D cups for years that didn’t fit at all. Recently I got properly fitted and I’m also a 42 H- but good bras at that size are so expensive I only got one at that size - and I could only find one with under wire witch I hate. I have a ping pong ball size non cancerous cyst on…

If jack daniels was marketing their whiskey to children you might.

Just a note. The Houston aquarium is the worst aquarium I’ve ever been to. You can get through it in probably 20-30 minutes if you’re taking your time and theres not much to see for the price.

omg.... there’s just something about those drawing that make me feel so warm and happy inside.

They sound like normal teenage boys to me.

Not that they shouldn’t be punished for being spoiled brats—- but the behavior sounds pretty typical based on my experience with guys from both strict and lenient households.

I remember as a little kid I used to jump in bed with my mom well into the first grade.

Her bed was just so big and comfy- with the soft expensive sheets and comforter set. As a kid I had twin size bed—- but I would fall off it constantly because I’d roll in my sleep—- my blankets were also not very comfy... they were…

I don’t know. I was full time baby sitter watching my baby siblings while I was in college. I felt like some days I wanted to wrap them up in padding and multiple helmets; it felt like their tender sculls had magnets that always sent them out plummeting into corners and other sharp objects.

I don’t know if I can speak for all women on this matter—- but I VERY rarely think of what men will think of my boobs when I pick out a bra. Typically all I think when I try on a bra is—- are they comfy enough I can function as a human being?

A while back I met a war veteran dog trainer/handler who would go into combat zones with his dogs to search for explosives. It was interesting because the person in question had serious PTSD from the war—— when he was leaving active duty they advised he get a service dog to help him with the transition back to…