My favorite funny story about my 2 oldest boys:

I always wanted a Power Wheel Car as a kid. All the kids on my street had them and would drive up and down the street, I was so jealous. That is all I would talk about for what felt like years. I was obsessed. Well one time at Sam's Club they had one on display, a pink barbie jeep. So I got up and promptly told my…

My siblings and I used to play a game called "Suicide." First, you have to know that we lived in one of those old buildings that had ledges in front of the windows that were wide enough for an adult to walk on (although carefully) so it was no problem for a kid to stand on. Second, we lived in an apartment building…

My sister and I used to memorize Mathnet sketches from Square One TV and force them upon relatives and friends who could not possibly have given less of a shit.

I was 8 years old when I went into my parent's bedroom one morning while my parents were still asleep and saw my Dad had a boner. I totally freaked out, woke my Mom up by dragging her out of the bed, and called 911 because I thought it was a chestburster from Aliens.

Hugh and David should kiss.

Sometimes I feel like lies don't count as lies when the truth is nobody's business anyway.

Take the shoot in its entirety and the slashfic practically writes itself

I've been praying non-stop for a sign from God if I myself am making a good choice on leaving my abusive boyfriend, at this very moment I'm packing my things hoping for a safe get away while he is at work, I am more scared then I've ever been, scared because I know he will come after me but also scared because I feel…

how was the weed, tho

Everybody who is even remotely intrigued by this needs to listen to this story about a lady who lived in a magical underwater house with a dolphin in the 60s.

I moved from Texas to deep south Louisiana for a job at a community newspaper about eight years ago. I live on the bayou among the Cajuns, who are notorious for eating just about anything. This is true. I have had squirrel and frogs legs and hogs head cheese like it ain't no thang since moving here.

A booger picked from someone's boyfriend's nose, for $100, and a tragicomically misguided sense of pride and honour. I was 18 and.... not sober.

My big problem is that certain people want to use Facebook as an alternative to email. And it's a really shitty email system.

thank you erin

nick congrats on yer bod and like

Is the Bay City police department going to help cover up the incident to keep the criminal who shot the officer on the streets? If not, then I guess it's not relevant to anything.

They told you that?

Just another family story from the Armpit of the South.

Yes I did! I was weeks away from beginning my gender transition from female to male. Obviously I had nothing invested in what I wore for the ceremony. The whole point was to Get That Paperwork while it was still legal. Which I did, in that hideous garment, AKA The Last Dress.