I have no doubt you're telling the truth, but it still gave me enough of an insight into what can happen if power goes unchecked, and how someone who has never had power, and suddenly receives some, could abuse it easily.

Yes. The Stanford Prison Experiment taught me all I need to know about power (whether real or perceived), and that it can apply to all situations. It will be abused, unless you keep yourself in check and consider consequences.

Agreed on all counts. I'm a middle-aged man that tends to attract younger ladies and although I would physically enjoy it (who doesn't like sex) I couldn't bring myself to 'just have some fun' and would be wracked with guilt immediately after. I'm not saying i never would, but the emotional maturity of a 19 year old…

Damnit, I never get to smash hos. I was told I could if I filled out the proper paperwork, but they still haven't sent me a permit. Stupid bureaucracy :/

With a minor re-edit, this one can be re-purposed for a nasty, post-breakup FU.

I've lived alone for 14 years now and it's great. my favorite perk (besides the ones you listed): whatever you put in the fridge will be there when you want it later.

You just need to send the following emojis, in this exact order: bb gun, neck pillow, B&B, prison door, infinity sign, wedding cake.

I've enjoyed your coverage of this week. You've all earned your red room badge of courage.

Question: my friend wants to know if this works with boners.

DAMNIT! back to the drawing board.

Starting the "Average-Looking Guys Doing Mad-Libs at Pizza Hut" account now.

oh yeah, there are way bigger problems there, but my own experience leads me believe insecurity is a root problem that allows other awful things to surface.

That's just a c*ck slap in the face of good ol' dirty sex and I won't support that.

I'm laughing at you putting people out to pasture. I don't think i have a favorite friend, but any man that losses his shit over a stolen sandwich is at least someone I can identify with. #teammoistmaker

I've only ever been jealous in two relationships. The first one happened when I was young. The second one happened a few years ago. I realized that the situation I was in was unsustainable and generally 'wrong' on most counts.

She also had an anecdote about an abusive husband who would ask his wife in front of others (of course very charmingly) if she wanted to go for a walk in a nearby park later. To outsiders it sounded like a sweet date, not knowing that he had repeatedly threatened to kill her and bury her in that park.

Wait, she has an aversion to dirty language? Seriously? Gosh golly, that bananawagons!

They obviously didn't get the 38 letters I sent them about the only decent name choice. Whatever.

Without mascara, she reminds me of Joni Mitchell a little bit.

White Onions, Olives, Mushrooms, and Matrix Sausage are my staple pizza toppings. A pox on thee!