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How am I being judgmental? You admitted to both. Anyway, I think you still win.

OMG, seriously? Wow. That’s like...One Tree Hill level pathetic.

Milo likes to think of himself as a writer, apparently. But it has come out that his self-published poetry book from 2007 was full of plagiarized Tori Amos lyrics. If that isn’t utterly pathetic, I don’t know what is.

Woody is pretty much the sole reason I’m a Tom Hardy fan. Random homeless doggie! They met in Australia! Tom fell so in love with Woody that he had Jessica Chastain and her mom foster the doggie until he could move to the U.K.! Anyone who adores labs as much as he loves this dog is awesome by definition. The only

Bitch, please. Kate Beckinsale and Michael Sheen have been the public ideal for divorced but still on good terms and co-parenting couple since 2003.

This just kills me..I’m ashamed to say I haven’t even been able to watch coverage. I take it way too far, too. I’m like, what about all the animals? What happened to them?( and yes I like people, I just like anumals too, so don’t get your knickers in a fucking twist.)

I work for Northwest Immigrant Rights Project and greatly appreciate you including us. KIND and OneAmerica are also wonderful, as are Casa Latina and Asian Counseling and Referral Service here in the WA state area.

There are so many alarming things about this picture but I’m always distracted by how it looks like he lost his left arm.

Maybe Denne gets shit mixed up sometimes. It’s hard to balance haunting this kid while also possessing Hamburger.

Yeah, your friend’s wife may have told you that, but odds are she never had a student with that name; black , white or otherwise.

PHONE WAS ARMOIRE.

PHONE WAS VENKA

PHONE WAS DRESSER

it’s just a picture of legs that cuts to an image of a man standing in a burning house and he has a goat head and his eyes are the black of the void and then it cuts back to an image of legs with paint on them and then it’s the goat headed man and he’s closer to the foreground and I can smell sulfur and then it cuts

No one will wade through 1500+ comments to read this, but I’ll share anyway. Mr. Level, the Level kids and I moved into a new-to-us home about 3 years ago. We purchased the house from a completely lovely couple, whom I’ll call Sam and Janice. This house is just a rambling sprawl; nearly every square inch of basement

My cat died almost a year ago (21st October 2015, time travel day) and we burried her in our garden. Since last halloween I can hear something that sounds like her footsteps. She used to do a daily inspection round through the whole house while she was alive. It seems that she still likes to check if everything and

I can share a few spooky stories, but shall share one that leaves me joyful if mystified.

So I have no recollection of this particular incident, but my aunt still goes white when it gets brought up, so here goes.

I told my mom’s story a few years ago and I think it was an honorable mention. That story still creeps me out but here’s one from my childhood that I actually witnessed.

I figured I can’t be the only one in need of a palate cleanser after reading these scary stories. So, here goes: When I was dating my now husband, his cousin passed away from cancer at 17. I got to know his cousin fairly well the last year of his life and really loved him. Because he died so young (and after losing