When I was growing up my parents went to the local pound and got us a dog. We loved that dog. Then, when he died, we went and got another dog from the pound. While it didn’t make us forget our first dog, we loved that dog too.
When I was growing up my parents went to the local pound and got us a dog. We loved that dog. Then, when he died, we went and got another dog from the pound. While it didn’t make us forget our first dog, we loved that dog too.
You seem fun.
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...while nearby, a bunch of foxes high-fived each other and rolled on the ground laughing.
A dear friend died of natural causes a few years ago, leaving behind three daughters. The middle daughter started using her mom's phone since she didn't have one, and on her birthday she got a voicemail that was just the sound of a party - talking, laughing, glasses clinking, but only women's voices. She's convinced…
Here is a story that I have not shared before because honestly- it creeps me the fuck out. I don’t like thinking about it. I don’t like the things it implies about the nature of the universe we inhabit, and it fills me with existential dread. It also happens to involve a friend’s suicide, so it’s not the easiest thing…
WHY DID I CONTINUE READING ANY OF THIS?!?!?
Scary! Female foxes make a sound called a “vixen scream,” scared the living daylights out of me after we moved rural a few years ago. I was in tears and sure someone was murdering a woman in our garden, husband laughed at me (which is better than having the cops laugh at me I guess).
Oh jeez, “don’t wake up” like “stay asleep to avoid danger,” or “don’t wake up” like “die now!” AHHHHHH!!!
It’s the moooost wonderful time of the year! Seriously, I live for this thread. My experience is not nearly as spooky as others’, but here goes anyway:
“by tourists stopping their cars to film the bears, who were quite happily coming right up to the cars to get treats.”
Nah. The most offensive slur to white people is 'racist.' If you call them that, they seethe with rage and denial
Kaukab Siddique, a tenured English professor at Lincoln University in Pennsylvania, has vomited up a colorful litany…
If someone wants to dog-flip Sh*tty K*tty, the most terrible of all the animals in my home ... I will uh ... throw in some free feline KD formula and his litterbox.
Like Kristen Johnston on Sex in the City.
I've slept with that guy. We've all slept with that guy.
DISSENTING OPINION: I remain convinced Gaston is one of those dudes with a tragically enormous dick, who thinks that his huge schlong means he has to do zero work in the sack. He just bumps your cervix for five minutes then rolls over and congratulates himself for being such a superior cocksman.