How did Parliament Lights and Diet Coke make me soooo happy? I don't miss them any more, but I miss missing them.

Oh, the joys of solitary smoking. I haven't had one in twenty years. I used to start the day by making a double espresso on the stove and smoking a cig. It was glorious. Smoking while driving alone, smoking while talking on the phone, smoking while playing guitar, smoking while sitting on your front steps and…

TheCasualEnthusiast - St. Louis, MO

Your reading comprehension and you kinesthetic knowledge could use some work. My friend works for Kumon, I could get you a discount.

Hmmm where have I read that exact same comment before...

yeah there should be something similar for guys' crotches. big, med, small, tiny as fuck

Actually, dressing nicely has been linked to high patient satisfaction scores, so I think you're on the right track.

I am mad as hell that he is singing "I'm in love with the coco." lol

I am getting a breast reduction and I cannot wait to wear a tank top without a bra just because I can and a big oversized sweater just because I can

Did you read the comment by justbianca that started this exchange? But I'm the one that took it to a place that it didn't need to go?

I am sorry that you think black people are the only ones who get touched without permission. (Yes! here comes a white person talking about getting touched!) as a kid, i had really sproingy hair. a guy on the train boinged one of my curls. holy shit. don't touch me. also, ask ANY pregnant woman, black, white, asian,…

Yeah, so?

A guy named Yolo Swaggins is waiting for a trend to die. Okay.

It's me. I am the stupid restaurant customer. The following story is absolutely true, and I've already A: e-mailed it to BCO, and B: posted it on my own blog so the text is never permanently lost. This happened on February 15th:

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So, there's this Chinese restaurant near me, about three blocks' distance from a…

This one comes via my husband, who this actually happened to:

Now to me.

Oh, God, I was a strange child. Things I can remember off the top of my head:

I had a weird obsession with cannibalism. For my 4th grade enrichment class I built a large papier mâché island featuring a volcano, trees, caves, essential cooking pot and cannibal play figures. I wish I had a picture of that. Instead I offer the Mother's Day card I made that year. Mum still has it. I can't believe…

I was 8 years old when I went into my parent's bedroom one morning while my parents were still asleep and saw my Dad had a boner. I totally freaked out, woke my Mom up by dragging her out of the bed, and called 911 because I thought it was a chestburster from Aliens.

oh awesome! I didn't think that actually sent through. But so are you enjoying your choice of profesion? What was the hardest hurdle in school? If you don't mind me asking :P