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I just neglect to read it for the articles, I swear.

What gets me about this is that she was caught. Yeah, people commit fraud, but it's a crime. Fraud is not a reason to shut the system down.

Honestly, after a couple of years, if you don't have kids, the whole tree/presents thing is pointless. In addition, family time can be tiresome. So without those three things: religion, family, kids, which is a reality for a large swath of the population, a way to acknowledge the passing of time and the season leads

I'll give you the benefit of the doubt with this comment, though I'm not sure why the original write-up made you sound like such a jerk. Usually when I write something to make a point, I always come out smelling like roses (even if I was the jerk in reality). Very odd that you weren't able to sound like a decent

Lindy, these clarifications are super important (can you put them in the article? Please please please?). Without them, you end up seeming passive aggressive and confrontational. As a person who loves several fat people who are routinely shamed for having the gall to exist in public spaces, and as a human being who

The clarification helps but to be honest, the way the altercation is presented really feels like you came on the plane ready to rumble. I've felt that way on any number of occasions myself so I don't fault you in it, it just really feels like you escalated the altercation.

I'm way, way fatter than you, I promise, so I understand everything you just said x a million, except that I can only ever fly anywhere paying $1000 for a first class seat and even then it's a struggle. The issue with your article is that while the conceptual points are all well and good you have to understand that

So.....you violated someone's space, he muttered something sotto voce, then you went and wrote an angry screed about it?

Loving the rainbow kerchief. Apparently boy scouts in Utah know how to accessorize and be generous and kind.

This warms the cockles of my black & shriveled heart. I hope that troop doesn't get sanctioned by the higher-ups. That's a jaunty neckerchief.

Since I'm not sure I'll get to say it to you on your day, Happy Early Birthday to one of mah favorite commenters and GIF providers!

Hmmm. I might have to try that....

My mom's friends would come over to the house when I was a teen and talk about what they'd do when their husbands finally died (note: Mom's about to turn 80, so she's in that age group).

As someone who grew up in the suburbs of the South, and therefore doesn't have a Southern accent and had access to good education and infrastructure, I think the reactions in this thread are melodramatic.

I'm a family law attorney and, in my experience, I can report that men often remarry REALLY quickly - I suspect because they don't really know how to be alone after marriage - whereas women don't remarry nearly as often or as quickly.

This is essentially Tracy Moore's MO when it comes to the South. "Oh, someone from the South did something? Your worst fears about everyone from that region are absolutely correct, and I should know, because I'm from there." I wish I could stop rising to her clickbait; I loathe her work about as much as Chuck

I'll pray for them, bless their hearts. ;)

People always double-take when I tell them I'm from the south, because I don't have an accent. Then they ask why I ditched it. I tell them that it's a secret and that I'll share eventually.

No, I don't enjoy being ogled by men. If they were to look me in the eye and smile, and be respectful of my space, that would be one thing, but usually when I've been ogled it's been getting stared at like an object. Super-creepy. Threatening and gross, not flattering. It may be different from what you experience as a