The brief isn’t for “true but scary stories,” so who gives a shit if it’s fiction? 

This would make for a VERY expensive water-balloon fight.

I will co-sign this. Kerrygold is literal magic.

Vodka helps with getting to that zen place. 

Y’all can try, but nothing is going to beat that “Look at me” story from a few years ago. That one fucked me UP.

Point taken! And I don’t think we’ve quite reached a bubble point (at least not yet, in my area) where everyone is scrambling to do something newer and weirder all the time. Most of the breweries near me have pretty solid lineups with one or two whackadoo things on there for the novelty chasers.

I actually eased back on a lot of the beer groups I’m in because the chase and FOMO was just getting out of hand.

I’d like to see a return to style for MOST beers. There are breweries here doing stouts with SO MUCH EXTRA SHIT in them, and its exhausting. I do like a good coffee stout or a chocolate stout, but when it becomes a Cocoa-Puff Coffee Marshmallow Vanilla Pudding Skittles Stout, I’m out, bro. That’s just trying to cover…

I had just gotten out of the 3-day FB jail term for something exactly along those lines. I think my next offense nets me 21 days. And I don’t know how long I have to “behave” (90 days?) before the process starts over with “you can remove this comment” (first offense), 3-day ban for 2nd offense, and 7-day for 3rd…

Yep. In my last semester at college, I was in the library studying for a final, covered in books and papers and three different pens. A boy (because he certainly wasn’t a man) plopped himself down next to me at the table, reached over, and took an earbud out of my ear to tell me that I would be so much better-looking…

Facebook is a giant pile of hot garbage. I (a woman) am currently in a 7-day Facebook time-out because I responded to a rape threat with “you’re an immature child.” The rape threat apparently does not go against their nebulous “Community Standards” but my response DID. From what I have been able to gather, the person…

It’s possible you’re missing the point of the pissing contest.

He is that tall (I’ve been unfortunate enough to have him in the same room as me) and his hands really ARE that small. I’m 5'7" and have reasonable-sized hands for a lady and his are... smaller than mine. I had the misfortune to shake his hand ages ago (well before any of this fuckery) and not only his is hand tiny,…

At least three inches. Look at his right foot in this photo: you can see where the shoe bends, yes? That’s roughly where his toes are, and I’m guessing he doesn’t have the world’s longest toes, so he is sporting major Elf Shoe Realness in the footbox of those shoes. I’m also willing to bet that they’re not…

This smacks of desperation. It comes off as really defensive. But you’re an adult (I think) so you do what you wanna do! But jeez louise, this is approaching Trumpian-levels of defensiveness. 

I’ve had an email address in one form or another since 1991. How old am I in internet years? I have a teenager so I have to have at least a passing familiarity with things like Snapchat and TikTok and the other gibberish-as-names apps I find on WeePiglet’s phone, but the things I have to google (or ask another teen to…

I’m from Ohio, can confirm. Ohioans are the least-adventurous foodies on the planet.

All breakfast cereal is gross, but Cheerios are disgusting. When WeePiglet was a toddler, she was into Cheerios (I believe that’s required in the Toddler Food Contract) and they just gross me out so much. The smell... ugh. I was amused and thrilled when she decided she wanted to eat what Daddy eats and switched to…

I’m already packed. Let’s go.

Holy shit. I loved Mannequin when it came out! I saw it in the theater like 5 times (I was a weird kid). I am definitely taking a ride down to Philly to see this!