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I just learned about the “Pittsburgh left” last weekend. That place sounds insane, it totally explains why my best friend in college didn’t get her license until she moved the fuck out of there.

Actually, if you look into it, a lot of the dollar store pregnancy tests are very highly rated and accurate. Better than some of the ones you’ll shell out big bucks for.

Oh, and when I was a teenager at the doctor’s with her and they measured my height, she made some joke about me being a midget. (I’m 5’1”, and we’d always joke about me being short.) The doctor turned to me and very gently said, “Noodle, you’re not a midget. ...Or a dwarf.” I looked over at my mom when the doctor

I love my mom so much. I’m one of the few people she likes - let alone really loves (which she does) - in the entire world. She’s a badass and doesn’t give a fuck, generally. I’m sad that I moved away from home because we spent so much of my (young adult) life just hanging out together.

A THOUSAND STARS TO YOU.

This makes me the most mad because it’s pushing actual wagons off the market. I want to drive on a nice chassis, and I don’t want to have to climb into my car (being a short woman).

WHAT. WHAT THE FUCK. I couldn’t shut my mouth half way through reading this. I hope he gets charged as an accessory to murder.

This is so amazing, congrats on being awesome.

Yeah, there were a few stories of men with long hair being catcalled for being mistaken for women. I, and my friends who are women, get catcalled even when wearing mountains of clothing in the winter, because we have something (like long hair) defining us as something that can just be yelled at in the street. It’s not

I get that “compliment” all the time, and I like to overshare and weird out/terrify people. “Thanks! They’re a combination of genetics, birth control and abortion! Have a great day!”

Is this chart helpful? The “knife” hanging below her lip is a labret.

Blue Velvet (most accessible, least confusing)

I would like to take this time to remind everyone that Africa was far more advanced that Europe for... forever, up until very modern history. And it stopped being advanced only once the west subjected THE ENTIRE CONTINENT into slavery and servitude. This dude can go beat himself. Ugh.

I, as a woman, do the "can't explain why I'm angry" a fair amount of the time. I get snappy and mean and only later realize why. Usually I just need a snack.

Oh man, I have been there. We had a party at our house not long after we'd moved in (from suburbia to a city, which makes me already super extra terrified of letting cats out - so many more cars/less space/my cats are idiots) and the next day my friends and I went out all day. We got home, it was dark, and I

Wait, "promposal" isn't just a term they made up for Clone High?

Those were two of the top 5 reasons I could not move to Chicago after college. That pizza/cassarole.. ughh. Give me a thin crust every day.

I had a friend whose mother was allergic to Red Lake 40, the most common red dye. So.. yes.

Personally, I usually end up cooking at least 1 lb of bacon at a time. I cook mine on medium-high heat, and it gets the perfect curl that should be in a commercial or something. It takes a little longer, but once you get the momentum going, it's smooth. And you can eventually get to the

Thank you for helping those girls.