Mets fan here.

Jez is usually very considerate of this sort of thing, and I usually have a good enough stomach to suck it up, but that is a really fucked-up picture. Especially when you have looked like that yourself.

It's rare that anything sets me off, but I found this scene really, really disturbing.

Our last cat was named Norman. Ahead of all the trends right here!

Thanks! I had excellent surgeons, and aside from a few fading scars, it's almost impossible to tell that anything happened.

I underwent plastic surgery on my face a few months ago. It wasn't elective (I was in a bad car accident and broke my face in four spots), but I thankfully had a week's notice prior to the procedure to process it.

Maybe you're not aware how many women are sexually assaulted. This is what we grown-ups call a "trigger." Someone who has been through a traumatic experience can be deeply affected by even a simulation of assault years later. You bring up pinching and murder. If roughly one in every five people knew someone who…

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Ugh, same here. Caffeine is like coming down from coke without actually feeling the high. I sweat and shake for two hours if my decaf order gets mixed up.

Not gonna lie...I voted a lot of the alcohol ones based on the likeliness of a hangover.

PREACH.

They know how to brace themselves for winter. Duh.

I totally agree. The descriptions here of fellow commenters (or their kids) being bludgeoned to the point of serious bruising and bleeding is insane. If authorities responded to a dispute where a grown adult had these injuries, charges would be filed in a heartbeat.

Sticky!! Everything will just be so sticky!

I have a pajama set from college that looks hilariously close to this. And I still wear it unapologetically. It's over a decade old, and I launder it with my lingerie (and to paraphrase Mark Twain, but I repeat myself).

I realize this article is on the older side, but my hula instructor is ordering a few tins for class. She said they're great.

Mom would buy the local deli's ham salad. Sis and I would feed it to our Venus flytrap (aka Bob). I can't believe the sodium content didn't kill it.

I'm in CT, and the hot tub is all we need! ;)

Lit'ral LOL.