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These shoes are awful and don't look comfortable in the least. I was very happy in the early 2000s when high heeled sneakers stopped being a thing. STAHP MADONNA. DON'T BRING THEM BACK.

I can sort of get it. My birthday is Halloween and while it was awesome as a kid, it sucked in my 20s because it was impossible to get people together for a birthday party, and everybody wanted to do something different that night. Now that I'm a bit older, I hand out candy to little kids, and it's recaptured some of

"Interview With The 12 Legends of World War Z"

I was so sad when that got discontinued. It was good. The bun was potato, wasn't it?

Oh my god, yes. I never ate it, never will, but I remember when it popped up on menus here and just about choked on my own tongue, laughing so hard. Hell naw. It was gone pretty quick, so I think a lot of people had that reaction.

If someone put ketchup on my poutine, I'd be angry too. DO NOT MESS WITH MY POUTINE, PEOPLE.

Oh, jesus. That poor little boy :(

I think the big problem here is that the terms "promise ring" and "purity ring" are getting conflated. My understanding is that a promise ring is like a pre-engagement ring, a promise from the guy that he intends to ask at some point. A purity ring is something a person wears to indicate that they intend to be

I have a recipe for Irish tea cake you might like—steep a cup of orange pekoe almost intolerably strong, put a cup of currants in it, and add some Cointreau or Grand Marnier (maybe a 1/4c), and let the whole works soak overnight. The rest of the recipe is pretty standard—flour, egg, butter, sugar—but soaking the

This is awesome. I am so glad you shared it :D

She's First Nations? That's awesome!

Seriously, it makes me think of that scene in Goodfellas where he asks her how much she needs and she says "about this much" and indicates an inch with her finger and thumb 0_O

Aww, I hope they don't get punished for it. Love is love. I wish them lots of happiness.

Not a parent, but I can imagine—it's that waiting, I imagine, not knowing whether or not you can make plans and be able to keep them. If I were in your shoes, I'd be tempted to set aside one night a week where I get a sitter and go out by myself regardless of what he's doing, so you can still get out of the house and

No tips unfortunately, just sympathy here. It's frustrating when all you want to do is express a feeling and leave it at that, and your partner gets defensive.

Kiiiiiiiiiilt. Moar.

Only because of the Labatts. Switch it out for a bottle of Maudite and you'll be fine ^_^

Just be careful how you store it. I did that with a few tubes once, and by the time I finally got to the backups, they had turned into unusable garbage, even though they were still factory-sealed. They smelled funny and the texture had gone gummy. It was very disappointing. (Though I imagine a higher-quality tube

Moose are far more nimble in traffic. And trust me, a bull moose in heat is just as scary as a polar bear.

Sorry for all the scars, eh? :/ The Russians threatened to take our moose unless we went along with it, and man, what would the Mounties ride if that had happened?