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Aww! That’s a lovely story! I have a dog story too. When I was a kid, we had a spaniel. He was called sparky, and he was very protective of me, I guess because I am disabled and and only child. It was just him and me for most of my childhood. He died when I was 20, he had cancer so had to be pts. I was heartbroken...

Our pet dog passed away unexpectedly late last year. We grieved and were despondent for months. It literally felt like there was a gray pall over us.

I grew up in a small town in North Florida. It is small with a picture perfect Main Street, beautiful beaches untouched by tourism, everyone knows each other kind of town. When my parents moved to town, we would drive by this Victorian style house (it wasn’t new built in the early 1990s) that we loved. It has a what I

So, here I go again. I actually submitted this last year, but late, and it got lost in the shuffle. The thing is, I don’t know if people will think its that scary. I only want to share because it is 100 percent true, and the lack of scares will be entirely due to me not being a particularly good story teller. This did

Ahhhhh so freaking excited! I really need this, people.

Again, people don’t quit jobs — they quit bosses. And we’re rapidly determining which companies are trying to do the right thing, and which are just... fucking terrible.

I felt every emotion in this. Damn. 

I’ve legitimately had sports bra panic when I can’t get one off. That sense of “I need to sit down with this thing half-on/half-off and relax for a moment.”

A sports bra. It’s a “ban the bounce” design, and it works, so it’s good in that sense, but putting it on? It’s a racer back, but also has a band with hook and eye closures. So you have to put it over your head first, without tangling the straps, then smoosh everything in, then hook it closed behind you. I’m not good

I used to work in a mall, and a stored moved in across the hall from the store I worked at that had this gorgeous sweater that I coveted. It was an angora sweater with a hood, wood buttons at the shoulder, and the softest thing I’ve ever touched. I stalked that sweater, perusing through stores on my lunch breaks and

No one is accusing the actor himself of being a misogynist. All the fears he is expressing, he is just making up. No one is going to recognize him from his passing appearance in this ad, much less jump to some nefarious conclusion about him. No one has time for that nonsense.

I remember seeing the ad on TV and being more interested in what Peloton is rather than any thought that the husband was being an asshole. How do we know the wife didn’t spend the previous three months ranting about how much she wanted one? I mean, her reaction is one of appreciation and not, “you think I’m FAT?!?”

I

I’ve worked with casting directors (once on a national toothpaste campaign — so sexy) and I’m pretty sure they only care if we do.

Seagull trainer interview please.

Any step toward kindness to any being is a step toward kindness for all beings. I am glad that this happened. No one’s idiotic ‘whatabout-ism’ will change that. Animals matter too, they have intrinsic value in and of themselves, beyond their use (and abuse) by humans. The only difference is that they are, by and

*cackles in petty*

I fully support Tulsi’s decision to boycott the debates, I’d throw my support behind her boycotting the rest of the primary as well.

Me, reading the headline: I’ll bet this dick thought he was doing a service, putting babies in good Christian homes.

It’s the most wonderful time of the year!

“I like what she had to say, but I still think she’s—sorry—a bitch,” said a 56-year-old Trump supporter.