Is one required to prove their understanding and mastery of these “rules” before owning or shooting a gun? Maybe like how we have to go to accredited driving schools, and take a test and get a license before we can drive a car?

Yeah, man - we don’t need your rrrrrruuuullllzzzzzz, maaaaaan!

The Four Rules

me if i ever see these thighs in real life

I give this post two snaps and a scrum!

I really do like them. I think they’re worth the $$, b/c the first two days for me are a nightmare. I got the most absorptive ones and I use them with a tampon and they totally hold up. They really don’t feel wet (sometimes for the first like minute after a gush (sry), but then it wicks away). Then you have to rinse…

I have to be honest, I LOVE period poops. I’m always totally constipated the week before my period starts, and dem poops bring sweet, sweet relief.

When I was sixteen I made a dumb choice and I got railroaded for it. Four months of boot camp, then I was adjudicated and the original jurisdiction court wanted to put me on probation as well. I ended up moving before my sentencing so my case got transferred to a new jurisdiction and a new judge. Wolf reminds me of…

It also made me cry.

When you sit in a court of law day in and day out, it’s easy to forget that your litigants are human beings with lives outside of the justice system. Good on Judge Wolf for not forgetting and for not being afraid to sometimes let common sense prevail over the black letter law. She is a credit to the bar.

I cackled like a 12-year-old every time someone said “Steele Johnson,” one of the many reasons I could never be a news personality. Then he won and cried like a baby and started talking about Jesus and just generally seemed like the guileless Midwestern boy most hardass New Englanders like me usually roll their eyes…

On a totally different note, was any one else chuckling like a twelve-year-old about Steele Johnson? Just me?

Yas King!

My husband once found googley eyes at work and brought them home. He placed them on everything in the refrigerator. It was very strange waking up at 6am and everything looking at me

Ditto to everything except hip huggers. I have a freakishly high waist so pants designed to fit around my hips just work better on me, as mine are where they’re supposed to be. But oh god yes, the shoes and the funky makeup colors.

Thank you, honey. It’s the first time I’ve had this much time dope-free in the two years since I started heroin. Methadone is a godsend.

Congratulations, my dear! I hope to be where you are some day. Methadone treatment admittedly takes a while, but it’s so, so worth it. My soul is slowly growing back and someday I might just have actual endorphins! :-D What method did you use to get off of heroin, if you don’t mind my asking?

I just celebrated a week clean off of heroin (and everything else, save for methadone). If I can do it, I’d say she sure as hell can, too.

You are speaking the truth and the way people are attacking your comments on this article reflects their complete cluelessness about the dynamics of addiction and recovery. Just wanted to say that.

There’s something really cool about standing in the circle! I went to an Opry thing at the Ryman once and it was fun.