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My aunt and her daughters rented my mom’s old house for a short time. After my mom kicked them out, my brother and I were tasked with cleaning up all the shit they left behind. We found nude photos of my aunt’s second husband (whom she’d divorced by then). He had the BIGGEST DICK I’ve ever seen. But he was also the

I would imagine snooping often leads to that. Heck, even non-snooping.

Sadly this year Miss Sweetie Poo was replaced by a trio of human alarm clocks. The theme was “time”.

Crime in such a hive city must be severe. I wonder what the law enforcement would look like?

Although a neat thought experiment, I always thought a better way to visualize how many of us there are is to go the reverse way.

My parents having sex on the floor of the living room when I was a kid. They don’t know I saw them. It was late at night about 30 years ago, I was supposed to be asleep, and I can still picture it like it was yesterday. I remember thinking “you will never unsee this.” And I was right.

Thank you so much for this post, honestly. I have had the most awful day where I want to simultaneously sob and punch people in the face. I don’t have a good story, but I can’t wait to read everyone else’s.

My ex’s young son liked to poop with the door ajar. Oh and also completely naked. Usually I’m running to the bathroom not out of it.

I would pay to see that method applied to certain of my colleagues.

I didn’t lay eyes on it, thank the universe, but hearing my sister have sex was highly unpleasant. I don’t know if she was putting on a show for her partner or what, but she was in the upper echelon of noisemakers.

Hey thanks. J. Geils, yikes.

Holy shit! I just went and read that whole thread. This person and others were being absolutely ridiculous and unfair to you. What upsets me more than the people that go around making outrageous accusations like that, is the fact that so many people eat it up.

My baby is nine months old and wakes me up for breakfast in the morning. He also occasionally wakes me up in the middle of the night but I don’t always feel compelled to add that in when people ask how he sleeps. I definitely wouldn’t in a widespread publication where everyone would debate what I’m doing wrong that my

Sorry her life seems marginally less difficult in this particular instance.

I mean, some of my friends dressed like slobs when their babies were born -- completely understandably -- and no princess has that option. Needing to look picture-perfect covered in spit-up is no easy feat.

I used to stand up in the back of my dads truck and hold onto the drip rail. We never even wore seat belts until they became mandatory in our state. It’s a different world now.

I am unhappy when I see stuff in trucks that is not properly tied down. I imagine that seeing a person on a mattress on a roof would force to me to pull over and reconsider the whole concept of driving, period.

You’d think it would be awesome, but I spend every second of like an hour-long trip fearing for my life.

Mind you this was in Mexico so the roads were not good to begin with, and the driver was worried that if someone saw us riding in the car that he’d be fired, so he made us lay down in the seats so we wouldn’t be

Please also do not ride in the open back of a truck, or at least do not let any child in your care do so. The worst thing I have ever seen in my life was a small child who had died because he fell out of the back.

Yep. Plus you can recycle it to tie the 20 y.o to the matress once you get them home.