My second cousins had this tradition that they'd try to push each other to make it look like the pushee was desperately lunging for the bouquet. When the older sister got married, she asked me to push little sis for her, but I declined. I hate the bouquet toss enough to not make another woman look desperate. I also…

I've been to a few weddings where they'll have all the marrieds stand up and dance, and the MC will have couples sit down based on how long they've been married. If they're there, my grandparents always win at 66 years this year. Then the couple gets a pretty bouquet to take home for being so old and adorable.

Because they can look at softcore porn while reading a "family-friendly" magazine.

Well, I just realized that when I said "Here is a clematis vine," it would have made more sense if I had actually succeeded in attaching a picture of clematis. I'm glad you googled them anyway, since my kinja skills failed me. I THINK the clematis is supposed to be the lingerie, but I could be wrong. I should…

Here is a clematis vine. I have one growing on my mailbox—the flowers are big and bright, but I've never seen pink ones, so I'm not sure what the description is going on about. Maybe when the look of love is in your eyes, you can't tell the difference between pink and purple?

Lynching was not confined to the south. Not at all.

Clorine will turn blonde hair green. My neighbors had a pool when I was a kid, so I know from personal experience. It's not a pretty green either.

How many times did you post this? Seriously dude, take up a hobby or something.

Fwiw, lyching was used, on a MUCH smaller scale, to intimidate and punish other people groups as well. Before I go on, I just want to say MUCH SMALLER SCALE again, just in case anyone thinks I'm trying to compete for most oppressed. I would lose, and I'm well aware of it.

Your post just sent me on a frantic Google search to figure out what movie you reminded me of—A man shouting "Without trust, there can be no love!". Moulin Rouge, of course! Man, it's been years since I watched that movie.

I will absolutely go after parents who make batshit decisions for their helpless children. "They meant well" isn't very comforting when a child's life and welfare is at stake. (And yeah, I have family members with lifelong repercussions from polio. This shit is real to me, and sadly, it's getting real for a hell of…

We have GOT to start taking domestic violence more seriously in this country. Furthermore, I'd bet this wasn't her first abusive action against him.

Well, I worked on a 7-month contract as a language assistant in France. I had multiple compliments from French people and the Venezuelan guy I worked with actively tried to drop his British accent and pick up mine. The results were ...interesting. I told him he had a mongrel accent. Anyway, I can't fathom why…

My cousin spent his teen years there, and we've been enjoying his Pittsburg accent imitation ever since!

They really do. It's so weird. I was like, "I'm from Indiana. I promise my accent is nothing special." But people kept telling me they liked it. Baffling.

Who is this woman? How is it possible that I've never seen her before? That was amazing, and I want more!

That's adorable!

Regarding being called a woman while still in school: I still remember the "I'm a grown-up" feeling I got when I got to high school and realized the restrooms said "women," not "girls." What a silly thing to be thrilled by! But to my adolescent mind, it really was exciting.

Ugh. For some reason, women in my department (English) kept inviting people from the philosophy department when we'd have parties. Those guys were the absolute worst. Completely insufferable.

Your post made me wonder which of my assumptions about the readership of this website are equally inaccurate. I kind of want to take a poll now.