I liked this idea when Shakira and Piqué went this gift-giving route with the first baby, so I'm quite impressed they're doing it again with the imminent arrival of the second wee one. (I don't recall the host-a-baby-shower idea, however, so I'm not sure what to make of that).

Gerald Pique has the life and is the man. One of the most decorated soccer players in last 20 years, appears to have a great relationship with Shakira and lives in a mansion in Barceleona. Also has a great beard.

I like this idea. It's better than getting 25 newborn outfits your baby will outgrow in a week. Good on them for raising awareness.

This is really awesome. Normally this shit makes me roll my eyes but not this time.

THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR LEAVING THE SEAT UP, KEN.

Can't wait for the Barbie Dream Kill Room.

There was some coupon book we used to use, and it said that if we did not tip 15% on the pre-coupon amount the restaurants would not participate in the future.

Yeah, I'm guessing they were actually just tightwads who wanted to find some "reason" to not tip. That restaurant lost no great customers there, if they even lost them. Those are so the type of assholes that try to come back a week later like nothing happened.

but I'm assuming that *if* you did this to accommodate your son the other people in your party would be ordering off the menu... not just taking up space in a restaurant that could be used by people who actually want to eat what is on the menu.

Not totally related to your comment, but it made me think about a customer spill situation I had last summer. Serving brunch on a super crowded patio, tray of 6 mimosas, and a toddler veers into my path. To avoid stepping on him I kind of hopped to the side, and proceeded to spill EVERY single mimosa on a woman and…

Right??? That's some Stephen King shit right there. All I would've needed is like an abandoned tricycle in the lobby and I would said nnnnnope and quit right then and there. I'm a quadruple minority so we know I'm the first bitch to die.

oh my god stop talking before I put a cocktail fork through your temple.

Sometimes I feel that people like this go into a place LOOKING to make a federal case out of some small slight. All that agita over a seating arrangement and on top of it they had a $50 Groupon. They weren't going to be good customers anyway. The repugnant and repeated use of "retarded" as an insult makes me think…

Oh my GOD, what was on that phone? God's number? Pictures of a unicorn and sasquatch playing chess? Llamas line dancing? Original Coke recipe??? I MUST KNOW.

Can we trade these people for any potential journalists, or captives that ISIS has?

For FUCKS sake, assholes. "I don't like your coworker, so I've decided you shouldn't get paid." THATS LOGIC.

Last winter or so, Mr. Bells and I were heading home from a road trip when we stopped into a random Mexican place for lunch. We were seated in the second booth back from the entrance. The first booth, that we walked past on our way in, had a mother and her young son in it. Next to us was a table of maybe 10 people…

My husband and I were at a restaurant with a large menu when a normal 30 something couple comes in. They both sit on the same side of the booth and the woman starts reading the menu to her male companion. She reads the title, description then price for all of the appetizers. I assumed he was blind, couldn't read,…

As a sufferer of Mitchum-Humpsterfumper disease, I resent being alluded to as a fungible yeti. We are each special yeti-snowflakes with special imaginary yeti-afflictions.

"Most of the time she looked like a confused elderly panda, but one day a server accidentally spilled a glass of water in her lap and she stood up and started cursing the server in tongues — I swear she looked like an enraged demon from a Miyazaki film, hair swirls, red eyes, and everything."