I'm all about leaving notes on cars but keying is too much.

I get annoyed when motorcycles park in real spots when there is motorcycle parking available. Especially in my insanely crowded work parking lot when some dude on a Goldwing takes up an entire space for his stupid old man bike.

He parked in THREE spots. You think he knows how to delicately navigate his beast? No way.

Yeah and at least her last name isn't nude like that Weiner guy who tweeted his weiner.

Gossip Girl.

Ew. I'd delete that dude.

Those scrunchie socks really turn pubescent boys on, no?

When I was in eighth grade we had free roam of the local "bricktown" area for lunch and could eat any where in the area as long as we were back to the bus by a certain time. No chaperones escorted me and three other girls as we walked to our restaurant in downtown OKC. But we went to Coach's and ate cheese fries.

It can text from a box.

Agreed. There is also hypocrisy when body snark comments are allowed against thin girls but not fuller woman.

Agreed. I have the best-temepered and cutest dogs that I rescued from the OKC animal shelter.

Thanks for affirming that my german shepherd mix does indeed have a little Corgi in him. <3

She is a British model.

I have had better luck with Yaz than any other pill in 9 years. I hope they don't take it away from me.

I gained 30 on Yasmin and I am still trying to lose them.

What year did you hear it? That album was 2001, I think.

Thats a Ben Folds lyric, "Y'all don't know what it's like being male, middle class and white. It makes me real pissed off and I wanna say Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu ck."

I grew up in a community with a large selection of race. I never noticed as a child that skin color was something that made someone feel lesser than they should. My friends were my friends and the differences in our skin color didn't mean anything to us. Asian, black, Hispanic, indian, white. We were all friends…

Censors really have the dirtiest minds of all.

Yes! My barbies had well-prepared outfits but always got crammed into the car for a roadtrip of epicness. I believe I might have unknownly reenacted the last scene of Thelma and Louise in my childhood.