Not only clothing was rationed, but just about everything else - rubber, metal of all kinds, food of all kinds. My mother used to talk about the "grease jar" they used to keep by the stove for bacon drippings and such; they'd either reuse it for cooking or take it to some government collection site that used it to…

Fight me for it

My grandmother was deeply affected by the anxiety of being poor during the war, and she retained her spendthrift ways up until she died just last year. Going through her things, what amazed me was that she kept everything, and so, so carefully. Every purchased item in its original box, often with the receipt taped to…

SHE IS MY GURU TEACHER AND I LOVE HER AND THIS IS SUPER EXCITING FOR ME BECAUSE I READ HER BOOKS AND DECIDED WE'D BE FRIENDS IF WE MET IRL.

I feel like absolutely everyone knew what a gold-digging trainwreck she was going to be for Paul, except for Paul. You could see that divorce case coming from miles away. She's awful.

I remember hearing, back when she and Paul were first engaged, that they had some argument, and she threw her engagement ring out a hotel window. I thought, "Jesus, Paul, get the fuck away from her, she's nuts." Nice of her to prove me right.

Heather Mills really is the worst. In other news, all of my cousins, who range in age from 15 to 23, know who Paul McCartney and the Beatles are. Most younger kids I know would at least recognize some of their songs. The idea that they would know who Heather fuckin' Mills is over Paul or the Beatles is just laughable.

"When I go down the street," Mills said, "It's 'Oh my god! You're a ski-racer' or 'You help the animals.'"

She always looked like such a snobby bitch to me. She has a very "mean girl" face.

She added, "You know, I own the biggest vegan company in the world."

It's 'Oh my god! You're a ski-racer' or 'You help the animals.'" She added, "You know, I own the biggest vegan company in the world."

"It's 'Oh my god! You're a ski-racer' or 'You help the animals.'"

I can't wear red because I have purple hair and look like an opposite world version of those sassy old red hat ladies.

Butt Window Spice

To clarify point 'B', does the black friend actually have to be aware of your existence? I ask, because I've known a couple of people claiming to have black friends, when what they meant was that they work in a building that has a black person in it, or they got their car fixed by a black mechanic ("he's really quite…

You kid but a shit ton of people would agree with that. If I had a penny for every time someone told me racism ended when Obama was elected I'd have...probably a dollar and some change.

I do toooooo though haha. I get myself soooo freaked out.

Me too!!!!!

I can top that:

The scam story is absolutely one of the scariest things I've read in a while. It would fit in with the annual Jez Halloween scary stories bonanza.