It’s the date when my child should be safely away at college.

Keep biting that bullet, 693 to go 693.

No chance of a penis enhancing photoshop job?

I’m waiting for my child to enter college. We are really blessed to have a super - sweet, hardworking, smart and beautiful/inside & out child; who’s doing their best to do well in school, and with all the other pressures that adolescence brings, the least I can do is stick it our for my kid. He would want joint…

Sorry to be the downer in the room, however I would like to volunteer as the auntie who is splashing cold water on the party…

My attempts at having any type of performance review have been pointless. My spouse is extremely self absorbed. A few years ago, my therapist told me that my child & I “only get the crumbs” from him.

Well at least he’s honest about it. Because we know all those Skull & Bones MFs and many frat boys have done worse.

Oh yes! Let her know she’s getting some cosmic love sent her way.

This is weird.

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What’s sexy, for me, about MMc is his CONFIDENCE. Man!!! I love that swagger in a person, the true “I know who the fuck I am in this world and I don’t care if you like me love me leave me, Here-I-Is.”

Whoever is came up with this response is going to make big bucks in public relations one day.

Yep, this.

Awwwwww. This made me cry. Poor old fella.

He even announced a new policy which would give a limited 25 percent tax credit to any business that offered between four and 12 weeks of paid family leave,

Thanks. The part of the story I left out, for length reasons, having to do with how they were able to find him includes a psychic and Geraldo Rivera.

My maternal, grandfather was a real jack of all trades type. One of his side businesses, from the 1960s-80s, was tanning cow hides. He had a few acres in the middle of nowhere, Texas hill country, where he’d go to cure and treat the hides in the afternoons, a couple days a week. Phew! The stink! We called it the…

1983, I’m 20 and signed with the modeling agency in LA at the time. We were expected to attend parties that were given by producers, A list actors (who were always old) and studio heads. The agency would send a head sheet (basically small poster with small photos of head shots) to these men and they would let the…

10.0 in terms of drop kicking him in the nuts.

Thanks for nothing. I had my work-face going till I read this, and LOLed/cackeled.