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This whole thing should be a cautionary tale about pursuing narrative and cause over analyzing stories and facts on a case by case basis. But alas, the people that need to won't heed that lesson.

This is why I never think the common "I cook, you clean" division is fair. It disincentivises the cook from cleaning as they go, or making efficient use of pots and pans. In my house, whoever cooks also has to clean, but we trade off. And my "clean as you cook" game is super tight now.

Can we start doing a little contest where we predict exactly what these inevitable "apologies" will say before they're released? Winner gets a bucket full of the apologists' tears or something. I'll start:

Also 100% team husband.

"Forgive me and truly understand that I am in no way shape or form a sexist and I am a huge fan of Mo'ne. She was quite an inspiration."

so...I'm a big fan of using the bag you put your veggies in as the waste bag when I'm prepping food. so if it's the last thing in that bag, it is used to collect left over onion parts, etc. As much as this one drives me nuts, I would start utilizing a bowl as the "trash bowl" like Rachel Ray. Maybe even put it in the

Shuddering right now because there is NOTHING worse than slimy, smelly left over food in the sink. WHAT IN THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU.

Re: "Your not ethnic enough", I'm ambiguously ethnic and it bothers the hell out of people that they can't place me right away. I always want to ask "why, so you know how to treat me based on my ethnicity?"

Thanks dude. I'm with someone really lovely now, so it's all fine. But at the time... holy shitballs.

My husband of three years started watching My Little Pony. And I was like...okay. Whatever. That's fine. Until he started verging into brony territory. And then I got a bit concerned.

Yeah. I'd have been willing to work through it as a a "one time thing" but the kid called him Daddy- mother fucker was keeping a family secret.

In the summer of 2013, I had spent 8 Very Long, Very Hard years in graduate school and was a mere two weeks away from defending my Ph.D. My monogamous husband of 8.5 years went over to visit our closest couple friends' of 5 years house to drink and play video games while I worked on all of my dissertation shit.

Did you get your cat back?!!

My favorite part of this story is definitely Judge Judy. HOW DID SHE FIND OUT? IS SHE OMNISCIENT???

When she showed up at our apartment with a toddler. Cute little bugger- looked just like my at the time husband.

"Sorcia, I'm in love with your best friend [a dude with a hilariously ridiculous name that I cannot post here]. We're moving to Virginia and I hope you'll be happy for us."

My (now ex) fiancé and I had a somewhat long-distance relationship. I worked an a city 3 hours from the small town we lived in, so I would stay with friends or my parents while I worked my 4 days on, and go home on my days off. Things were never "good" when I was at home, but anyone can tolerate each other for 4-5

I had to take my mother to the emergency room while I was visiting her one weekend. I ended up staying for several days because she was super sick and my dad is basically incapable of caring for a houseplant, let alone a human. When I got back to my apartment I shared with my ex, the place was totally trashed and he

I dated a "local celebrity" for 3 years, and always suspected that he may not have been faithful, but could never prove it. I was working as a sales assistant at a radio station, and we had a staff meeting with our newest hire. This was right after I had finally broken up with the dude, and my supervisor was saying

College, I was dating a douche y Navy ROTC dude who lived in his frat house. He bailed on a date night with me because he was "sick," so being a dutiful girlfriend, I took some chicken noodle soup over to the frat house. Walk in, walk up to his room, and there he is, banging some rando chick. I hurled the soup at