Conspiracy sites about celebs or athletes are fascinating. There is a blog that is dedicated to the idea that a Canadian ice dance team is secretly married with kids.

You just reminded me of the “semi-scramble”. Good times.

When I was in 9th grade, I met a girl at a church dance that I was obsessed with and then spent the next two weeks calling her every single day. I took her to an Avril Lavigne and Simple Plan concert where I tried and failed to even hold her hand. She started dating someone the next day. That afternoon I called into…

I really can’t believe that our young people have so little self-respect that they’d be willing to just sit there and freely admit they’d gone to a Diamondbacks-Rockies game in September.

Here’s your phone back, it totes won’t work anymore, but here it is anyway.

No shit?!? I once had a long distance relationship after I got someone else’s telegram while on a I was changing trains. The telegraph operator keyed it in wrong in Virgina as I was heading out to the Spanish controlled California territories and just as I got over the Mississippi there was a message for Miss.…

This isn’t new, it’s just new technology. Back in the day, I sent a carrier pigeon who ended up getting lost and flying west instead of east, and the result was a beautiful, long, sustained pigeon-exchange. We celebrated our seventeenth anniversary in August.

HOW’S THAT COOL POPE TREATIN YA, GUYS

I’ve seen a video of an illegal extraterrestrial alien autopsy. It’s legs were kicking, it was breathing, and someone said “keep it alive we need to harvest it’s brain.”

Right? If the Christians want to put a stop to this kind of cat/dog action, I might have to join up.

You know, one day I’ll be mature enough not to giggle for thirty seconds about the couple fighting over their Dog’s sperm being named the Wangsnesses.

Just don’t tell her at all and let her think she’s dying when it appears, like my mother did. :|

So if English becomes the official language does that mean they’ll start teaching it in schools?

It could in the wrong/right circumstance. And typically arachnophobia wouldn’t cause this either, it was just exceptionally bad timing/luck.

I want to quickly point out that of course of this woman’s actions were irresponsible and irrational—that’s the nature of phobia, an irrational fear that is debilitating. I have nearly done this for another reason (not spiders) and it’s horrifying. I’ve been locked in rooms by my phobia. Locked out of my house for…

co-signed. first thought seeing the first pic

I was wondering if anyone commented that it looks like she’s marrying her twin brother.

Is it just me or do they look like each other? They have the same smiles and the same eyes.

Noooooooo, TOO SOON. RIP, Dobby. Sniff sniff.

We called all teachers “Mr.” and “Mrs./Miss/Ms.” but mostly parents’ friends went by first names. Except two couples, who insisted on Mr. and Mrs., so my friend and I would purposely address them by their first names. They also said “BM” instead of poop though, so I feel like that explains a lot.