As it is, it’s entirely possible that the album name is just a name that’s intended to be provocative

I’ll switch that to Mad About You, which I maintain was a very good sitcom that got buried in the praise for Friends and Seinfeld at the time (as well as NBC bouncing it around the schedule like crazy since god forbid they move that terrible Will & Grace show).

I had a glass of champagne the day I found out I was pregnant. And I worked at a Subway at the time, so sometimes lunch meat was the only thing on the menu.

Joe from Mermaids made me feel some verrrry interesting feelings in 6th grade.

I can see Nicki in her dressing room in Angola muttering to herself:

Yeah, like, what even? If my neighbor came over and was like “Hey, I have cancer. Also, I’ve never liked your dog, so can you put him down for me?” I’d be like “Your struggle with cancer will be very brief before succumbing to something else.”

Yeah, I don’t know why people are reading that into it. I thought it was pretty obvious you just meant that you suddenly realized they all died.

Thank you :/ I now have my first dog as an adult, and he gets all the love.

I believed that if you swallowed bubble gum, it stayed in your stomach for 7 years. I would like to think that I was in middle school when I learned that it was a lie. (Many thanks to my science teacher for de-bunking that for us.)

I know I may have shared this once before, but the craziest lie I ever believed was when my dad convinced me that I could return my baby sister to the hospital as long as I had a receipt. It made perfect sense, on account that a receipt would let you bring all sorts of things back to the store. So why not a baby,…

The important part of this story is that I’m an only child. My parents’ house is in the middle of the woods, and because of that we frequently have mice. They’d set traps in the attic, and the way you get up there is one of those ladders that pull down from a hatch in the ceiling, something I hadn’t ever realized…

My parents (namely my Dad, perpetual 13 year old boy he is) told my sister and I growing up that they met at the circus.

I convinced my then girlfriend (now wife) the the accapella group at her alma mater was having some of its awards taken away in a steroid scandal.

It’s a tie between my ex husband saying he wasn’t seeing someone on the side and 17 years later our daughter swearing she wasn’t using drugs constantly.

This is the cutest goddamned thing. I’m just reading and re-reading it, chuckling fondly.

My dad convinced me and my sisters that “Resident” was a small, hairy person that lived under our house, which was built on a raised foundation. We put all our junk mail on the ground by the foundation’s vent hole, and would get so excited when it was gone next time we checked. “Resident came!”

When I was four my sister told me that Aunt Jemima was my biological aunt. I didn’t question it for another three years.

When i was about high-school aged, my Dad used to have McDonald’s serving trays in our house and would use them for breakfast in bed , etc. I asked my Dad how he got them and he would say, “It was tray day at McDonald’s!”

My dad completely convinced me that cows who lived in mountainous areas had shorter legs on one side of their body so they could graze on the sides of hills. I 100% believed him. So in fifth grade, when we were learning about evolutionary adaptations in animals, like those fish who live in caves that don’t have eyes,…