Ok. I didn't send in my story because it isn't scary. I grew up in a house that was built right before the revolutionary war, outside of Boston. The origional part of the house was only 4 rooms, I think, and my room was one of them. The whole house was wonky, if you put a marble on the floor it would probably never…

So, I don't know about this, but my grandmother died almost exactly a month ago. We were incredibly close; I gave part of the eulogy at her funeral. People at the funeral kept telling me how especially hard it must be for me because we were so close and everyone knew it. Along with my grandfather and mom, I was one of…

What was the little girl? WHAT WAS IT?

You know what's spooky? When THIS particular post appears on the home page and then disappears after half a second. I lit-trally refreshed the page a half dozen times trying to time my click well enough that I didn't wind up on the post about the $2k (ha!) worth of stuff rich people carry around in their purses every…

I had a couple of folks in Groupthink ask me about this, so I hope it's ok I re-post; I originally submitted it here. I have edited it to include the various theories that we've come up with as explanations (below the original story).

Yes, there is hope for the rest of us. After working with Miranda for numerous years I can wholeheartedly say the woman is a cunt.

OH CHRIST ON A BIKE

I COPIED THAT SENTENCE TO USE IT IN MY COMMENT.
THEN FORGOT IT WAS STILL ON MY CLIPBOARD.
AND JUST RENAMED OVER 25 IMAGE FILES BY PASTING WHAT I THOUGHT WAS THE RIGHT FILE NAME I HAD COPIED BEFORE.

NOW I HAVE 25 IMAGES SPREAD THROUGHOUT MY COMPUTER ALL NAMED "DAVID HASSELHOFF MANIACALLY GRASPING…

As an actual Roma person I'm going to chime in and say a lot of the people saying stuff about "nomadic lifestyles" or "traveler culture" are talking out of their asses, as Romani people are mostly settled now, and are not culturally nomadic- Romani were forced to be nomadic due to racism, slavery, and historic "gypsy…

You know what, I'm siding with the Mosque. It's a place for worship and while Rihanna is covered up that is simply not enough. Not every place is her personal backdrop for a photoshoot. Some places are too holy and it's disrespectful and distracting for those who are there with the intention of prayer.

Yeah, I don't think they really expect to sell it. I just hate the message. Too many people worrying how to feed their kids, real problems in the world, this shit just pisses me off. What would Marie Antoinette say? Let them wear Gilligan and O'Malley?

That looks a little chafe-y. And no stretch at all. Couldn't wear it with your best sweater, either, because it would catch on that fancy cashmere and shred the shit out of it. Totally impractical, I would never buy something like that!

If they sized that to fit my boobs, it would be $50 million.

You know what would have been "inspiring?" Seeing her photo as she crosses the finish line of a marathon (or half, I'm not picky) or her face as she finished 60 laps in the pool. A photo of her in briefs and a bra doesn't inspire me. It makes me sad that a woman can be a mom to three kids and still only see her…

My excuse? I'm lazy.

You know, if I thought he actually gave two shits about his kids (especially his daughters) after they were out of diapers other than OOH MOAR SOLJERZ FOR MAH CHRISTIAN ARMY, I might be more inclined to take him seriously.

I think I've mentioned this before, but I have a very dear friend who has worked as her personal chef a few times, and has nothing but good things to say about her. If nothing else, she is at least kind to the help.

HOO-HA BROU HA HA!

EAT KALE AND SHOP IN PARIS, PEASANT.

Unpopular opinion: She's obnoxious and artistically irrelevant now, but back in the day Avril's Complicated was a pretty great jam. I liked her scrappy subversiveness, even if it was done in a fairly obvious "sk8ter" way.

I believe some men are too scared to ask women these questions because they know, deep down in the hairy masculine vault of their very being, that these are some profoundly stupid questions. They fear the women will look at them with a withering stare, sneer slightly and then tell their friends, "hey, you really need…