Once in a while, true indeed. But we’ve only had catastrophic flooding a couple times in the last 30 years or so.

“And I seriously doubt anyone who lives in Des Moines would have a car”.

Without digging in to your whole statement, I can testify that as a home owner in Des Moines, IA with a huge PIA steep slope at the front of my yard, we do indeed have those. It’s a silly bit of misinformation about the midwest to say that it’s all flat. No mountains, but lots of very hilly areas (even cliffs!).

I used to work at a ballroom that brought in mediocre acts (here in Iowa) and part of my job was shopping to fill the rider’s for the bands. Reel Big Fish also required condoms. And socks. I did think the socks thing was clever...who wouldn’t want new socks every day?

Oh, hell no. NO. I cannot have someone’s skin and mouth and nose scents near me for longer than, say, 5 minutes. No....5 seconds. My god no the smells. NO.

but are you? so you kind make the point backasswardly.

That you can go into the hospital, be induced and spend a day in “labor” only to be sent home still pregnant because it didn’t work.

Chic, fashionable, talented and gorgeous young actress with super-tall up-do compared to chic, fashionable, talented and gorgeous young actress with super-tall up-do from the past.

I like the hair and makeup and shoes (and usually don’t love those strappy things). It’s the ruffles and the Spice Girls cutouts on the dress that kill it for me.

Hahahhahahahhaha.....body swapping, very sci-fi!

I love it so much.

I’m hella late to comments but reading the obnoxiously stupid and misogynistic comments from males who think they are the only geeks in the world makes me want to smash skulls. A hearty fuck you to you all, guys. Seriously.

But check Hipster Aryan on the right. Dig that look.

I’m not reading all the comments because over 500.

Really? Just making stuff up to get poutraged over today, huh?

*too. As in, too drunk.

For real, you cannot look at the situation being discussed because a Gawker commenter used a few words that upset you?

Man, I hate when things get talked about twice! Just the worst.

When I was in my early 20s I had a cat who fell from my 3rd floor apartment. It was early morning, and his littermate brother came to me and woke me with his yelling and literally led me to the living room window, where a screen was missing. I knew instinctively that Hobbes had fallen out (you know your cats). I ran…

Well someone landed in Pee Pee Pants City.