This is a story of how one of the worst days of my life ended up reaffirming my faith in strangers and in the human race in general.
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Every time I say something about how Matt Lauer seems like the worst, my mom always reminds me of that time my great-aunt (80 years old and in a wheelchair) went to the Today Show and Matt Lauer came over to where she was sitting every so often to check if she needed anything.
Except for the lack of a clear call to action and the contact info being larger, this is a really good ad that points out one of the harshest truths about domestic violence - that most people pretend not to see it. The image is well done and latches onto a current trending thingy to make an important point.
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My dad's a super conservative and he can't even complain about Obamacare anymore because he has family members who are directly are directly benefitting from the Medicaid expansion (me!)
The allergy one makes me remember yet again why my brother and sister-in-law have a fondness for Disney.
If my daughter or sister engaged in pre-marital activities and disgraced herself and allowed herself to lose face and character by doing such things, I would most certainly take this sort of sister or daughter to my farmhouse, and in front of my entire family, I would put petrol on her and set her alight."
The Dress of 2015 will be referenced in philosophy 101 classes for at least the next decade by that one professor who feels the need to relate every topic to current events in an attempt to seem cool.
For a halloween costume? You bet.
Can we simply admit that we were all consumed by the dress for thirty minutes or so? And that's okay?
At this point, absolutely.
One thing that really sucks about getting older is seeing all of your heroes die.
At least he's wearing a lovely gold shirt.
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"Of my friend, I can only say this: of all the souls I have encountered in my travels, his was the most... human."
Of course, the *correct* thing to do here is teach a diglett fly.
I pretty much cock blocked my parents' wedding. I was as cute as a button in my flower girl dress but I guess I hated my mom's wedding dress. During the ceremony, I started screaming, "NO DADDY NO!" He had to pick me up and hold me during the entire ceremony to stop me from yelling and throwing a tantrum!
I wish I had seen this earlier as my Grandmother most certainly a queen amongst Marvins.
Oh, shoot! I forgot to add mine, so I will leave it here:
Hoopa, or as he shall soon be known "Crankpants McSteve", will soon be mine!