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My husband drunkenly invited one of his groomsmen's younger brothers to our wedding about 3 weeks before the big day. The guy was drunk before dinner, had his shirt and tie off before the first dance, and spent the evening trying to grind on all of my bridesmaids, myself, and my elderly aunt.

I'll just leave this here.

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This. Exactly. I'm a twenty something feminist as well that's begrudgingly climbing the corporate ladder while working towards my MBA (I realize these two things do not go together), but all I secretly want to do is stay at home with future efrog jr. and efrogette. My husband does have a career path that will allow me

I have a friend named Sundown. Her parents are hippies. She's a gothic, high powered marketing executive.

Due to a very short span of time between when my husband finished school and when we had to move across country for him to start his new job, the only option for our wedding date was on Memorial Day weekend. About 1/3 of our invited guests told me they had standing plans for the holiday and could not attend. No

That's cool. So I'll just store the 4 tires I'm not using in my tiny apartment's bathroom or something then?

This is the only thing my husband knows how to cook. He prefers jalapeno cream cheese, turkey bacon, and an everything bagel, specifically.

This is a real life Capitol Tribute Parade.

Details, please!

Very true. This was in Indiana, so I was surprised they cared...

They just asked us if we were first cousins. As standard procedure. Not because we look related.

The solution is common sense. Women are going to be sexually assaulted. And, men are going to be falsely accused of sexual assault.

Hey, I'm not defending anyone's actions here. Just stating the facts. I agree that if the stripper was indeed single (debatable, see above) then more power to them. The bride's main motivations were "protecting" her sister from a man she saw as unworthy. And that's all I have to say about that.

You mean, besides the fact that her little sister was making out with a poorly endowed stripper? No, I think that was it...

It ran long. As in, he was paid for an hour but he performed for an extra 15 minutes on top of that.

A friend is about to pop the question on a very ill-advised engagement later this week and all I can do is watch the disaster play out, despite the best efforts of me and our other friends. It's so disappointing.

Being sister-less myself, I agree. This one was questionable, however. The sister was working abroad for the last few weeks before the wedding and no one knew if she was actually going to fly home for it or not...

Oh, Breyer's does it best. None of this coconut-based "ice cream" for me, please. Grossness.