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You thought it was safe to go into the kitchen... but this Halloween, let Chrissy Teigen scare the crap out of your crap in...

This truly happened to me, and maybe I should have contacted the police about it but I didn’t. I try not to think about it.

I was raised Southern Baptist. We didn’t tell ghost stories around the campfire growing up. We told possession stories. And we believed in them because demons are biblical. I remember having lively debates with my friends about the biblical case for demons and how not believing in them means you don’t believe

He died the night I was born...IN THE SAME HOSPITAL.

When I was sixteen I would sneak out of the house at night get high and read a book (Such a rebel, I know). There was an empty forclosed home next door, and I would get inside via a basement window well and smoke in the basement’s bar area. One night it was raining pretty heavy, and I forgot to bring my lighter. I

Some people do THE MOST. “Look at me, I love pot! Omg POTTTTT.” It’s so annoying. I know people who like pot and don’t feel like telling the world. Whenever you brag about something it becomes annoying, whether it’s sex, exercise, going to church, running. Like shut the fuck up.

I cant forgive him for the socks though...

Wow that is atrocious. And a callous reaction to a realization that could be moving.It was actually noticing that I found one of the prisoners attractive that caused the reality of the holocaust to really sink in for me. I was at the memorial on Israel and had managed to remain detached from everything despite being

During the children’s sermon on Christmas Eve, the pastor gave the gifts these gorgeously wrapped presents. The kids opened them and the boxes were empty - he was building to something. So he asked the kids if they knew why their boxes were empty? Much much louder than he anticipated due to the fine ascoustics in the

Well this is a story of my grandfather at a moment of great family sadness and pain.

My Jewish parents attended mass given at the Vatican by Pope John Paul II. I asked why, and my dad told me he was hungry and wanted the cracker.

Ah, catfishing. Starts out as a lark, something fun to do while you’re bored, and then next thing you know you’re in England wearing a wool hat and a strap-on.

She told police that she felt something was ‘not right’ so she removed the scarf and mask, and saw Newland standing there wearing a woolly hat, swimming suit and prosthetic penis.

I still move worms and snails from the sidewalks too. I hate the thought of them getting crushed :(

let me be clear: i would vote for kanye west over basically anybody

So a week after I started this job, a guy who no longer worked at the publication I worked for died in a car accident. I never met him, and he was a copy editor so it wasn’t like I was familiar in any way with him through what he wrote.
But nevertheless, the EOC said everyone needed to go. So I went. And somehow the

FTW: my husband and I went to our former boss’ mother’s funeral. After his sister read a ‘poem’ about their mother—which was just a ten minute long list of things she liked (She liked the color blue. She liked smoking cigarettes...)- our former boss stepped to the front of the room and hit play on a small, old school

I hear the police in Ferguson are looking to expand their workforce to include more handicapped persons, so he should still be able to make some income?