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I watched that crappy Hallmark Christmas movie too and it was unbearably bad! Though, to be fair, all of those movies are horrid. It was especially awful just watching sweet adorable Sam slog through horrible writing, posh English accent, and a really really bad wardrobe. I cleansed my mental palate re-watching the

my dad keeps saying “that’s the last time I’m taking her to a restaurant!” and I keep reminding him that she’ll never know how to sit the fuck down and eat her sandwich if she’s not given the opportunity to sit the fuck down and eat a sandwich!

I read a review of the episode before watching it and it said there was dong! I was so happy I ran right home for some hot naked Jamie action and was super disappointed to only see flaccid rape-cock. boo!!! We want some good peen!

Can you adopt me? I mean, I’m 33, but can you?

Thank you BCO! As a single mom of a rambunctious 2 year old I know that 1) she’s just going to be an asshole in restaurants. period. and 2) the only way she’ll learn not to be an asshole in restaurants is if I take her to eat out and teach her the rules. I order her food first, bring my own sippy cup with milk so she

As a straight cis female it’s very easy to take for granted being comfortable in my own skin. I have bad hair days, feel fat, feel depressed or anxious on occasion just like everyone does, but I’ve never once woken up, looked in the mirror, and thought that the person staring back was not myself. I’ve never felt as if

Thanks! He's an asshole who will be in my life forever because he is my daughter's father. It's not a hurt I would wish on anyone but it made me a stronger woman and a role model to my daughter that you DO NOT LET ANYONE MAKE YOU FEEL SMALL! She can see her mama does not take shit from anyone and will do everything

I was an idiot with nowhere to go and I stayed with him. I had no job (thanks unpaid maternity leave!) and no way to stay afloat while trying to take are of a newborn. I lied to my friends and family for a year. Nobody knew what had happened. We tried to work things out but 11 months later he cheated again and I left.

I found a hickey on his neck and scratch marks on his chest and back. I was 9 months pregnant.

I thought his name sounded familiar, then I realized that the douche-balloon who murdered his 2 year old last year by leaving him in a hot car was ALSO named Justin Harris! What the fuck is up with that name???

Some guy that I met at a Halloween party dressed as Vince Vaughn, maybe...? He ate me out in the bathroom but didn't have a condom (they were in the bag with the coke that he gave to a friend) so we didn't fuck then. About a week later I was driving through his town and hit him up. We had TERRIBLE sex, like totally

I severely bruised my ego by farting extremely loudly during sex.

There is the added parental level of knowing that whatever you tell your kid they'll tell to their friends on the playground. I know I'd rather her learn about the body from me than from a group of 7 year olds playing telephone but I also don't want to get the call from the teacher saying "Lil'Craisinz told some

Thanks! We split when she was 1 so she won't remember us together. He has a son from a previous relationship and the split was really hard on him. I had to give a weird age appropriate "where babies come from" explanation to him so he knew that the baby in my tummy was his sister even though she's not growing in his

Yeah, that's true. I guess I just want to explain sex in a way that makes it thoughtful decision, not that penises just go flying into vaginas all over the place. Or that sex and intimacy should be about love. Basically there are a lot of conversations that I'm dreading.

Oh God! As the single mother of a precocious 2.5 year old I am absolutely dreading the babies conversation. Also dreading explaining sex "when a mommy and daddy love each other very much" because her mommy and daddy most definitely DO NOT love each other! Can't stand to be around each other actually!

I managed a very small mall maternity clothing store. I had a boss who, while I don't know if she was technically bipolar, would bounce from one extreme to the other wildly. You never knew if you were gonna get happy Janette or crazy Janette. I was sick of the job and the town and had decided to move in a few months

Love this! I got divorced after 1.75 years of marriage and my wedding dress promptly succumbed to toxic mold in the back of my ex's closet in his disgusting home. A fitting end to an awful relationship! You paint the town red with your awesome dumped dress!

We don't know what the kid to be put on the naughty list. It was probably justified. I worked in retail for years. Once a 16 year old girl was shopping with her mom & younger sister, mom bought them each about $200 worth of clothes, then the girl gets busted walking out of the store shoplifting a $10 necklace. After

"Santa" wrote my sister and I a letter explaining that a toy she wanted was on layaway and the elves would get it to us in a few weeks. And she can't disguise her handwriting. That was the first clue but my 10 year old brain wouldn't let it go. When I was 2 my folks arranged for Santa to come to our house so I had