You: “Don’t perpetuate bullshit stereotypes about lesbians! Anyway everyone knows bi women are the WORST because *bullshit stereotype regarding bi women*!”

My husband and I often wonder if her voice is a complete affectation because it sounds so flat and unnatural. I swear it is because during a promo, she was confronting someone about something and her voice went down a couple of octaves and had less nasally qualities.

Look At Me is my all time scariest story. I read it every year and it still scares the shit out of me.

You can play solitaire on your laptop, so I’m sure you can bring your 3DS.

Now that is a prank that I can support. Some of them that seem harmless still leaving the custodial staff (who have awful jobs anyway) cleaning up messes. This is completely harmless but annoying as hell. Perfect.

I like this. I got a mariachi band for my wedding breakfast (day after the wedding) which was catered by friends of mine who owned a mexican restaurant (recent mexican immigrants, btw — their food was The Best).

My senior year of high school, some of the students passed around a hat in the cafeteria and everyone threw in $2. With that money, we had enough to hire a mariachi band to follow the principal around for three hours. This photo is kind of crappy, but it’s the only one I could take that day.

Sorry for your experience. When I was 8 and we we’re driving biome from Disneyworld, I made us stay at Pedro’s South of The Border because I heard it was fun.

Okay but...how else do you get the boys to keep jockin’ and chase you after school?

Babies taste the best.

A fat joke. How truly novel

My daughter is a freshman there right now, and I’m way more scared of the campus carry BS than I am about her odds of being attacked by a stranger. The thought of guns being allowed on a college campus is absurd and shortsighted to the millionth degree. The president and faculty hate it as well and can’t do anything…

...Romantic from early 19^th century, a time when painters started depicting fires, ruins, decay and painted people from the back in a rebuke to the sickening self righteousness of the Enlightenment and by extension as a Dada trying to destroy art.

This one was my favorite.

Okay, and now I have a paranormal story. Not mine, though. There was a terrible train crash in Los Angeles, where I lived and worked as a reporter at the time. I think 25 people died. (I just went and looked it up: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2008_Chat… - 25 people died.) I saw the aftermath. It was terrible.