I'm a Southerner and my family has lived in the same rural area for over 200 years. If there is a symbol to show the pride of being Southern, the confederate flag isn't one of them. Plain and simple. You want to show pride? Feed people who aren't from the South BBQ, have them listen to bluegrass, blues, or country,…

Scandinavian countries have such better justice systems than basically anywhere else in the world. They give prisoners laxer sentences and they experience much less crime. Keep your vengeful attitude to yourself and actually think please!!

Don't hate the player hate the game would be the most appropriate thing for this one. He figured out something that works, that other people hadn't thought of or understand and they're mad/jealous about it. It's working out for this guy and I hope he keeps it going.

It kills me when I read a story like this and then get to the comments only to see immediate rape jokes. I know it's only a few of you who think it's really funny to make fun of the testimony of a dead rape victim, but seriously, that's pretty fucking evil. It makes me want to throw up.

Lindy I would just chalk this up to being a failed story and move on and stop acting like a petulant child. I don't really see anything in there about the guy calling you out on weight, and I'm usually the first to jump on assholish fat shamers. You were late and he was pissy and you were pissy — you were both pissy…

Wait now. Hold on. No. You have a soap box where you are allowed to present yourself however you want. Despite that medium you came across as rude and passive aggressive to everyone who read your article.

Not punctual, kicked him, hungover and obnoxious. You truly embody politeness and etiquette.

"I'm pretty much obsessed with etiquette and politeness..."
"I passive-aggressively jarred his foot with my backpack"
Go on...

The clarification helps but to be honest, the way the altercation is presented really feels like you came on the plane ready to rumble. I've felt that way on any number of occasions myself so I don't fault you in it, it just really feels like you escalated the altercation.

"Recently, I had to get up early for a 7 a.m. flight to attend a family member's funeral. I only had about an hour's worth of sleep, because I was back and forth between phone calls making arrangements. Things at the airport were crazy as usual, and the flight wasn't looking like it would get out in time. Right at the…

Remember: Everyone should have known that Lindy was hungover, and been extra nice to her as a result.

Totally agreed. You kicked him while he was sleeping? I'm pretty sure he was just as annoyed to be there as you, the only difference is you're the only one who actually cemented your status as the ass in the story. And then to write about it like "look what an asshole his guy was to me because I'm fat!" You know what…

It sounds as if you were the one who was rude, even according to your OWN ACCOUNT of the confrontation. How old are you that you don't recognize that the adults here can tell that you were the one in the wrong, arriving late to a middle seat, not saying "excuse me," and then proceeding to verbally accost the man who…

Is it at all possible that he might have been having a bad day too? I mean you say something about having a hangover, but what if this guy's mother just died? It was a 7 am flight, what if he had to drive three hours to the airport to catch the flight? I'm not saying his surliness was right, but it's not his…

Sorry Lindy, love ya to bits, but you sound super-duper immature and passive aggressive and like YOU were the one late for the plane, hungover, and getting to your seat after everyone else had sat down. I don't care if you weight 65 pounds soaking wet, all THAT is annoying.

My favorite feature of the Gingerbread Estate is how all of the gingerbread women hold their purses tightly if you add a chocolate cookie to the set

"Here, have some of this butter with a cock stamped on it! I just made it myself, and boy is my arm ever tired!"

Man, I could read Drew hate things all day. Just an appreciation.

May hornets built a hive in your brain.

Then just get on your unicorn and ride the fuck away, after that happens.