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Kathy’s thirst is so cringeworthy. She still has these teenage insecurities she could never let go of. At 50+? Fuck that. I could never care that much. After a certain age you just gotta carry yourself with more confidence and dignity than that. You’ve earned it.

Well this story could have had a much more horrible ending so that’s something. When I read things like this it reminds me that when I’m too hard on myself about my shortcomings as a mom, I’m actually doing pretty well.

Looking at the photo of him after he was apprehended, I’m going to go ahead and wager a buck that he was drunk.

So happy to hear that little douche was found. I thought his defense was b.s. when I first heard it and he deserved the book thrown at him. Mom is just as bad.

I love that you wrote this, because my mom has been paying (re: bribing) nuns in my hometown to pray for me for years (when you donate food to them, they ask if you have anything you would like them to pray for) and my mom HONESTLY is baffled by the fact that I have not gotten anything she has asked them to pray for

They were my aunt’s favorite order*! I got soooo many cards during finals in college telling me they were praying on my behalf.

Ok now we must know!

I'm on meds. I know I will die if I can't find a source for them.

Weirdly enough that thought saved my life once.

I too was taking photos in an unsafe manner: in my case trying to take close ups of a frozen canal. As you can guess I tumbled into the canal (I valiantly threw the camera back on to the bank because it was an SLR and I’d borrowed it). I’m a pretty weak swimmer and I’ve

I could watch this forever. I’m going to show my kids, too, because I swear every time we’re standing on the platform I’m physically holding them back out of irrational fear that they will do as this fellow has done.

I feel bad for this guy.

He also leaves behind a son.

There was that one guy who was texting and almost walked right into a bear who had wandered into a neighborhood; footage captured by news helicopter which was following the bear. Guy was oblivious to the choppers. And to the bear, until the last second.

I have a legit fear that this will happen to me. Luckily for now my camera is smashed so the main cause of my death will be: “She died posting a gif on Jezebel.”

Sigh......articles like this, especially this time of year, bum me the fuck out. Living further away from my mom has given me the freedom to not be responsible for her inability to function as an adult. I won’t even pretend to act like I’m not insanely jealous of women who have good relationships with their moms.

My hypothetical never-gonna-happen daughter will be named Chainsaw.

So....I have the My Little Steamer, and love it. Beats ironing any day. I didn’t know she invented that, so thanks, Joy. You saved a lot of me and my family’s clothes from being burned by an iron.

Huggable Hangers are the best. I am currently in the switch over process. Those plus Konmari have changed my life.

I have a friend (really) who did 90 days in a Federal camp last year. She told her boyfriend that she was coming out on a Wednesday. She had me pick her up on Tuesday, take her to get her hair colored, eyebrows waxed, a facial and Botox. We stayed in a hotel near the camp that night. The next day she changed back into