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The author of the Vice article just seems very immature: Numerous relationship partners did not meet your requirements, but you continued the relationship every time? She has vowed to never give another person oral forever. Forever is a long time, girl.

? But this is about a woman that thinks she is owed being eaten out. There was no argument that guys are entitled to being blown. That she wants it only one way is her prerogative. But it also reflects that she's just a shitty person.

To be fair, people panic when confronted with the sight of someone eating candy corn. It's like walking in on someone eating live worms. You're not thinking right, you're just panicking and trying not to hurl. ;)

Either you know me or this problem is more common than I thought because I say that all the fucking time!

Real conversation from about 4 years ago, between me and my husband who was supposed to have quit smoking:

This is more of just being an asshole than dumb, but when someone helpfully points out a "No Smoking" sign yards and yards away from the ashtray I'm smoking next to, I say I don't read English. In unaccented American English.

My husband's excuse for not putting away the dishes out of the dishwasher: "I don't know where they go."

Sorry, but this is gross. I've read all these other stories and yours is the only one where the cheater seems to have had reason to fear she might be in actual danger. All you guys ganging up on her and not letting her leave the table was gross. Dump her, yell at her, confront her, whatever, but when someone wants to

Why would you dump the horrible friends but not the person who took vows with you? The cheating was bad enough, but he also lied about it and then triangulated you with the other couple to try to make you out as the problem.

About seven years ago I was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. I was lucky in that it was fairly isolated so they just chopped that sucker out, but I was devastated by the treatments. Just.. so so sick. An old friend of mine (we'd shared a really shitty apt in NYC in my early 20s and during this time she and I had had a

Fucking get it gurl.

My mom was trying to get back in shape after her 4th kid by walking around the neighborhood. She repeatedly saw the same woman walking at the same time as her and so they eventually started up a conversation and became walking buddies. They both talked about their husband and boyfriend, thinking nothing of them

"Sorcia, I'm in love with your best friend [a dude with a hilariously ridiculous name that I cannot post here]. We're moving to Virginia and I hope you'll be happy for us."

My (now ex) fiancé and I had a somewhat long-distance relationship. I worked an a city 3 hours from the small town we lived in, so I would stay with friends or my parents while I worked my 4 days on, and go home on my days off. Things were never "good" when I was at home, but anyone can tolerate each other for 4-5

I have that feeling when I get down to breakfast and for some reason the food I want isn't available. It's like my whole world is shattered, and I have no idea how to even begin to put it back together again. Over cheerios.

My meltdown was over food too. My junior year of college, I was so in love with a guy who was in love with me too, but in a three year relationship. He would later dump his girlfriend, date me for six months, dump me, and then get back together with his original girlfriend. They later got married.

One of my last semesters in college I had let my roommate talk me into renting an apartment at a really weird apartment complex in Austin called the Metropolis which was painted psychedelic colors and housed a lot of artistic and obviously drug friendly people. I was a middle class kid from a small town and a huge

as a too-old-to-throw-tantrums child, 8 or 9, after a day hiking, Dad would not let me bring my walking stick home in the car. My filthy, rotting, branch I'd been using as a walking stick. Complete meltdown, screaming sobbing in the mud;

You can still find ads for the Berry Bon Bon. I found a few different scans of this ad, so the color varies a bit, but it looks like a red with maybe a touch of magenta?

I've been harassed by women and have friends that have been also. Some women think that any man they choose wants to have sex with them. This is conditioning and archaic attitudes at work but let's not add to it by acting like only men are capable of being creepers. I know #notallmen is a joke, but it's true here.