it’s just SO WEIRD i dont think i would have done anything

I like “Why do you ask?” + pitying smile, myself.

my personal pet peeve: when you go out to eat with someone and they don’t use their inside voices. No one needs to hear our conversation assholes, stop embarrassing me

YAAAS to the Muppets. “God Bless America and its magNIFicent broadcasting company!” LOL

MINE TOO.

Every single one of the side belt loops on my low rise jeans ripped off.

Before anyone gets too nostalgic and deems this a fantastic thing, REMIND YOURSELVES HOW AWFUL IT WAS. Having to hike your pants up mid-standing up because the back of them were somewhere mid ass cheek, the constant checking to see if your undies were peeking out, the inevitable 500 tugs on them per hour because those…

Coconut oil

Coconut oil is amazing - massage and lube in one.

and the worst part is that it’s not even great make-up advice, man, like over-doing it on blush was a tip for the 80s and 90s, not highlight/bronzer/light color of today or whatever it is the kids do. (I usually just wear BB cream these days unless I’m feeling fancy - 5 seconds of application to cover up the red spots…

God, those of us who grew up with moms who were like “don’t you want to put on a little blush or mascara?!” before you walked out the door. I’m gonna send this to my mom

If you can’t tell the difference, you are literally one of the most poorly informed people about politics out there. Yes, there are areas where Obama has failed to live up to the hopes of his supporters (drone strikes and surveillance, for example) but on EVERY SINGLE domestic policy issue he has been profoundly to…

Ah. I can almost HEAR the Hot Chip blasting in the background.

Ours is a jack russell / beagle mix. He literally runs suicides in the apartment at times.

THIS IS MY FEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Husband designed them. Mimics the art on the back on our first stove in our first kitchen that we shared together. We love to cook, eat and entertain.

Sorry, but this is gross. I've read all these other stories and yours is the only one where the cheater seems to have had reason to fear she might be in actual danger. All you guys ganging up on her and not letting her leave the table was gross. Dump her, yell at her, confront her, whatever, but when someone wants to…

you a bad ass bitch *applause*

"Sorcia, I'm in love with your best friend [a dude with a hilariously ridiculous name that I cannot post here]. We're moving to Virginia and I hope you'll be happy for us."