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The first lesson you learn working retail is to TRUST NO STROLLER.

My cousin's wedding vows were "I love you more than I love tacos". Which made his wife cry, because she knows how much he loves tacos. It was fucking beautiful.

Obviously we're doing our own lame claim to fame thread, right? Ok, I'll start. I once smoked the world's smallest joint with the cello player for Flight of the Conchords.

I had the biggest crush on Kevin Smith, too, and one year for Halloween, I askedmy husband grow stubble on face and wear an earring and dress up as Ares for me . Ooh la la...

The store owner is the one who should be arrested. That dress is a far more grievous crime than mere thievery.

Have you two.... seen Portlandia?

Fabulous Aries is here to cheer him up.

When I was in California a while ago, I noticed a lot of yards that were made up of gravel and a few drought resistant plants. That's a nice alternative to grass.

This is why we can't have nice fucking things. Manicured perfect, cookie-cutter lawns are fucking ugly resource wasters. Also, air conditioning, I fucking hate air conditioning. I have to carry a sweater like a goddamn grandma around with me because everyone thinks that any temperature above 70 is inhospitably

On weekdays, this is my job! You can totally get angry about me being paid for anything I post then!

The food thing: I'm not a parent, but I WAS a VERY picky eater from toddler to about third grade. My diet mainly consisted of grilled cheese sandwiches, macaroni and cheese, spaghetti with meatballs, and biscuits. If my grandmother cooked a vegetable (which meant it was either fried or tasted like bacon) I would eat

I think the knot thing broke your sanity, Mark. Get help, before it's too late. ;)

I did the only thing a person can do after a kind of bummer year followed by a string of craptacular world news - NEW PUPPY.

I kept my name when I got married, which was not only not a big deal, but absolutely expected by everyone we know. No problems there. I had intended to hyphenate our kid's name, but once I got pregnant and we actually started saying the joint name it became clear it sounded pretty heinous together. I brought up the

I recently changed my last name, legally. I had been married and took my husband's name. After the divorce, I didn't want to keep it, but I didn't want to return to my somewhat appalling maiden name that reminded me of my somewhat appalling relationship with my family. So I took on a new last name, one I chose

I'm sure it doesn't matter in a world where Zayn Malik can shit out a baby.

No, I don't think so. Some kids have trouble falling asleep, maybe you read a couple stories, etc. If my husband were tucking in the kids for 40 minutes, I would think, wow, he's such a great dad! I'm going to have a glass of wine and watch Grey's Anatomy! I would definitely not suspect sexual abuse.

:( I know, right? May I offer you some adorable kittens to improve your spirits?