jenjennabobenna
On behalf of all white people, I’m sorry.
jenjennabobenna

Agreed. I've made it clear to guys I'm interested in that I'm a one-guy kind of girl, so it is implied that if we enter into an official relationship (DTR'ed on Facebook and all that jazz), it is automatically exclusive. Once things are "official" and that talk is had, you discuss whether you're deleting your OkCupid

Agreed. I've made it clear to guys I'm interested in that I'm a one-guy kind of girl, so it is implied that if we enter into an official relationship (DTR'ed on Facebook and all that jazz), it is automatically exclusive. Once things are "official" and that talk is had, you discuss whether you're deleting your OkCupid

I talk to my dog and often refer to myself in the third person as "mommy" while doing so. Ex: "Now, where did mommy leave your harness...?" as I wander around the apartment aimlessly looking for said harness. Or "Mommy has to make dinner now, so you have to get up." Or "Alright, Rory, are you ready to sit down with

My dog and I have developed a rhythm because she has to ensure I'm following ever three steps. She doesn't just stop though, she runs back up towards me, so that if I'm mid-step, she's in danger of being crushed underfoot...Now, I just take three steps at a time, stop, wait for her to do her mini-lap, proceed three

When I was about four (just old enough to have a vague recollection of the event), my mom and I were in Target. I had just started to learn Spanish from my mom and Sesame Street and I was quite proud of myself. Naturally, being the people-pleaser that I was, when I saw a Hispanic family, I wanted them to know how

In the fourth grade, I got a "think sheet" for not doing homework or something, which I was supposed to take home to my parents to sign. I had already had one that semester, including one for stealing candy from a teacher that got me whipped with a belt (it was my rebellious year), and I didn't want my parents to know

In second grade, my mom took me to Great Clips for a trim. Unbeknownst to me, she had a different vision than I, and being that I was still too short to see much in the mirror, I was blindsided when I saw the finished product fifteen minutes later. About a foot of hair had been mercilessly chopped and I was staring at

Am I the only one who initially wondered why teenage girls would want to be taking this guy to prom? Apparently, there's a slightly hotter rapper going by Riff Raff these days...

I have (thankfully *knocks on wood*) never been cheated on, but I helped catch a cheater once.

I was thinking to myself, "What a jerk..." until I saw your name. I see what you did there... :D

I just had to look that up. That poor child...

If you look at the picture, you can see that the hangers behind the black kid in front all contain a picture of the same white kid (look at the skin below the hairline). It looks like someone (probably a customer) just changed the front hanger out to be "funny" (read: racist). Kudos to the company for issuing an