Taylor Swift?

You can do it if you try, Nancy!

I had an experience, girl behind me, reeked of armpits (She must have been travelling for quite some time) Decided to kick her shoes off or lord jesus she kicked her shoes off and the smell was horrific. Luckily a friend heard my cries for help via facebook and told me his friend was working the flight. Two…

Oh man, when you fly for business, you learn so much about the human condition.

I don't think you quite understand the concept of giving birth. It can take over a day for the child to come out after contractions begin. That doesn't mean the child has to be born right there and then. This lady's contractions coming right after chasing the attacker meant that the extreme exertion she went through…

I'm 38.5 weeks pregnant and am considering going full on vigilante to induce labor now.

"My purse is my life. It has everything and anything that you can need, possible. Comes down to bills, the kids' insurance cards," she said.

Spicy food [tick!], energetic walks [tick!], sex [tick!], castor oil [tick!], herbal tea [tick!] ....

Reports failed to mention that, after leaving the birth canal, Ms. Thompson's third child proceeded to stand up and repeatedly punch Newton in the balls for being dumb enough to rob a woman that badass.

Nope. Calling BS on you. Having been 9 months pregnant twice I can attest that running down a mugger and fighting him off when you're that effing uncomfortable is the victory. She deserves the headlines. AND it's likely that event triggered her contractions.

Ugh. What an utter ass blossom.

I wish I could share the pictures of my Nana and PopPop in their swim gear circa 1925 in Atlantic City. Nana was a bit of a "naughty girl", and PopPop was her anchor to reality.

Pro tip: If you have to find another word to describe what you're doing so that you don't sound racist, you're probably doing something racist.

This happened well before my time (early 1970s), but here is the story I heard:

This happened at my sister's wedding about 15 years ago, and it was at a country club. The groom's aunt was trying to start an argument with my mom over some dumb shit to do with the engagement party. Management asked the aunt to leave and as they were escorting her and her family out, her son (21 years old) came up…

See what happens when you request "The Rains of Castamere" for the father/daughter dance?

Isn't is terrifying? I remember being 12 and these old skeezies following me around in a store. Scared me to death.