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Yes, but I think BunBun’s offense has an extra layer to it when you consider how many followers she has. I’d be offended by everything she said, but imagine thousands of people you don’t even know potentially laughing at your bouquet or your looks on your wedding day or all of the food you just paid $$ for.

Nope. That honor goes to my dad. He did foot the bill because my mom insisted (and it was really her show, which I was fine and happy with), but other than that, he acted nothing like a father of the bride or even a half-ass guest. He didn’t smile, he acted very put-upon, he didn’t converse with the guests, and he

She’s bad, but she isn’t the worst guest ever, that honor(?) goes to my cousin’s estranged father who insisted on hitting on 17 year old me and then decided that the only reason I wasn’t reciprocating was because I was obviously dating the guy next to me, my other cousin, his estranged ex step son, who he didn't

Its hard to think of suppliments as an industry; you don’t see branding, ads, or references to them in pop culture. It’s easy to feel like they don’t have an agenda. The reality is if it’s on a store shelf, it does.

I’m slightly frustrated with the lack of that key knowledge... I’m GUESSING raw? Depending how someone cooks bacon I’m not sure it’d ever become paste.

My father has become one of these people. When he was diagnosed with a non-aggressive form of prostate cancer, thank the gods he was all over traditional medicine. Even if he supplemented it with vitamin C drips.

“What’s homo milk? Is this milk from GAY COWS?!” he demands, utterly* seriously, even angrily.

I just know that at some point before I die I'm going to see a package of hamburger with a warning label "Contains meat." and it's going to be because of one of these idiots.

I can feel ya, Jennifer Lopez. It’s creepy when someone tries to shop your sextape to the media against your will, for all the world to see.

She’s 22 and the child of two rock stars, both who were constantly strung out on heroin when before and after she was born, one of whom died tragically a short time later so she never knew him and the other a spoiled brat who can’t keep herself under control and still acts like she’s a teenager at 51. Frankly, looking

I do something similar, but with grated cheddar. Butter up your pan, toss the bread in it, layer on the interior cheese, join the pieces and put an even layer of cheese on the top of your top slice, give it a handful of seconds to melt a bit from the hot butter still stuck to the bread, flip to let it slowly

before we bash vegan cheese, let’s take a moment to consider those of us whose bodies are incompatible with dairy products

This is like the related article that uses a 4-7-8 breathing technique to help you fall asleep (also works for me to get rid of hiccups).

This...all sounds very similar to 1) yogic breathing, and 2) breathing techniques developed to assist women in labor.

I’d like to add to this another type of combat breathing that I was taught by my coach to help bring my heart rate and breathing down after heavy exertion. It’s called the spitfire and was a lifesaver during sprint drills or if, after an adrenaline fueled flight, you need to take a second to catch your breath and

My husband figured out a great way to deal with it when I just burst out of bed one night stating over and over again “I have to get up. I have to walk. I have to go” for no reason. He walked with me into the kitchen and sat down at the kitchen table while I paced the kitchen for a bit (I eventually sat down too) and

I had really horrible panic attacks in the first few months after several near-death illnesses and being in and out of the hospital for them. There’s not much that anybody could do to help except try to be comforting. Don’t be patronizing of course though. If it happened to someone else I’d probably just say “I’ll

The rubbing the back thing is amazing! Also, just talking about nonsense for a while. Avoid talking about feelings, because the last thing we typically need at that moment is to get even deeper into our heads. During my wedding, I lost my damn mind, and my dad just rambled on about snowmobiling for about 10 minutes.

If you want good flavor - roast the bones, some carrot and some onion @ 450F for a half hour or so, transfer to pot and add the water. Makes it ten times better.

We need more articles like this, the humour was great. It’s a nice change of pace from the seemingly endless amounts of “Worst Customers, Part 3,487”.