I know. I should stop being so narrow minded. Just because I don’t keep my lighter in my ass doesn’t mean others don’t. Every day is an opportunity to grow.

When she was that age, I used to send my daughter with a thermos filled with 3/4 milk, 1/4 coffee and a tiny squeeze of chocolate or dusting of cinnamon...she loved iced coffee drinks but didn’t like plain milk. I figured it was better for her than the sugary chocolate milk they had in the cafeteria.

I hated hot lunch and a school custodian would always check to see if I’d eaten it. So I had to be sneaky and either run to the garbage or make a little circle so he thought I ate some.

This administrator has got to be kidding if he thinks a four-year old is going to eat fruit and a vegetable for lunch. We pack a lunch with fruit, but pretty sure Jujy Junior takes one or two grapes or strawberries and throws the rest in the trash. I’d rather that he have at least some processed crap like a Lunchable…

Mini Falcor.

Airline tickets are contracts of adhesion. That means the airlines get to make up any rules they want, and if you want to fly, you follow them. Don't want a body cavity search? Fly someone else. Want an actual meal? Fly someone else. Want to carry on your 100 pounds of motorcycle tires? Fly someone else. Want to get…

the grossest thing I've ever seen in a motel:

Catfish? Texas' saltwater fishing industry is actually one of the most vibrant in the country. Historically second only to Louisiana on the Gulf Coast, but since Deepwater Horizon, if you've eaten "Maryland" crab in the Mid-Atlantic, stone crab in Florida, or red snapper or domestic wild shrimp anywhere in the U.S.…

I have already decided something a long time ago: if you're mean to people in a position of service (waitors, bellboys, pedicurists, maids, etc) you are a horrible person. It takes a lot of humility to serve other people in any way, bring them plates, serve them food, wash their feet, clip their dirty toenails, clean…

I left the Boston suburbs, but they never left me...

A-hem. Allow me to translate via another incomprehensible Muppet:

HOW DERE YOOO C.A. PINKHEM!!! I DID NOT SLEFE EVEY FOR YEERS UNDOOR DE DOOTIFOOL IYES OOF THE BEST CHEFS IN STOCKHOOLM FOR SOME TOMETO-HETING GOOBER TO INSOOLT MY CREFT!!! IV I SEE YOO OON DE STREET I VILL DOOMP A POT OOF MEETBELLS END LIGONBERRY OON YOOOR POONTY HEED!!!

OOND DE NATS SOOK!!!

AMERICA FUCK YEAH

Karyn, would you consider adding AHA's symptoms of heart attack in women to the post? Confusion about the symptoms is a large part of why women are facing delayed treatment.

100x this. As soon as they ask my vagina gets sucked up into my chest cavity. Get to know me as a fucking person before you ask to stick your penis in me pls

There was this guy today at the cafe, where we were the only two people in the room, and he kept on staring at me, while I was eating, doing homework, and using the phone. And as I was using Tinder, I saw his profile, it was quite racially charged and full of fetishization (think confederate flags, Yellow Fever,…