Who in the actual fuck has a pet water moccasin
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“Clothing with names is the #1 thing that leads to kidnapping”
Jesus Christ, what a bunch of butts. I don’t have kids and I don’t want kids and I don’t really like kids but I do my best to nod along supportively when people talk about their kids or show me pictures or whatever because that is basic human courtesy and also I guess it’s really nice that people love their kids? It’s…
In the summer of 2002, I came home from college to find all the furniture in my mother’s home piled in the center of the living room as she attacked it with some sort of spray. My sister, who just finished first grade, had a head lice scare at school and she was being proactive.
Why do these sufferers insist on thinking that the disease is biological and not mental? We have a long way to go towards accepting that mental illness is illness, don’t we?
Fill it with One Direction fans and close it up.
Gotta love how all the judgment is thrown that the woman, and not at any of the 25 dudes who had sex with her, presumably quite well aware of what was going on.
DRAKE’S REACTION IS SO FUCKING PRICELESS OH MY GOD
Um, let's leave Mardi Gras out of this, m'kay? I can't see any resemblance between Coachella attendees wearing 70s knock-offs and the amazing costumes on Frenchmen Street during Mardi Gras.
Dad?
You know what else shouldn’t be tax exempt? Any church!
Nobody in their right mind would let this woman teach students under 18. She needs to give up that dream like yesterday
First, you needed to understand that in eighth grade the only person more pitiful and universally reviled more than me was my best friend...who I actually didn’t like very much, but she was the only other person in the whole school who would risk talking to me because we were both so horribly bullied by...basically…
Like most people, I was an gangly teen- all pimples and limbs and braces. I had a huge, super nerd-girl crush on someone I’ll call Joe. Joe was a year older than me even though he was in the same grade, and had bit puberty sooner as a consequence, so was more man-than-boy shaped. Ravelston likied.
One look at time on…
On the DAY OF prom, I got a call from a friend asking if I knew her cousin, a senior who also went to our school. He was nice enough but, quite frankly, a pretty weird kid. She says he wasn’t going to prom since he didn’t have a date. I said I wasn’t so sure about the “date” part, but that he should come join all of…
I was at my senior homecoming, looking hot and dancing my ass off, or so I thought.
This doesn’t deal so much with a dance, but with its terrible aftermath.
OK mine’s not too mortifying, but I’ll share. My first dance was in 6th grade...
It was no Josie-Grossie moment, but, at my first ever high school dance, I was thrilled to get asked to dance (I was still making friends as I went to a different school than the rest of my eighth grade classmates). What I didn’t know was that I was being asked to dance to the looongest freakin’ “slow dance” song in…