My youngest son was born at thirty five weeks and weighed 10lbs 10oz. He spent two weeks in the NICU anyway. I had preeclampsia and gestational diabetes. My guess would be she had undiagnosed gestational diabetes.

MIT is the best at everything! It's like a year-round Burning Man for those nerds! All they do is wrestle in spaghetti and come up with amazing pranks; meanwhile, my stupid liberal arts college was nothing but hipsters sullenly doing coke and talking about Clap Your Hands Say Yeah. I wish I was good at science.

We had a fun high school prank. All the seniors brought pillows to school that day and we met in the art studio (teacher was in on it) and started a massive pillow fight there and continued it through the halls of all four floors of the school, ending up outside the principals office.

It's... Portal and... nerdy games... and... physics...

Ooh, wowwww. You're probably trolling, but just in case not: Mariachi is a legitimate musical art form. It's authentic. I live in New Mexico and mariachi is pretty popular here. People listen to it non-ironically. Maybe you're a tad racist if you think that something is wrong just for being quintessentially Mexican?…

The MIT pranks are EPIC.

Um, no. It's not racist to hire a mariachi band to play mariachi.

Can't please all of the people all of the time.

If you want your faith in pranks reaffirmed, look at MIT for how it's done best: http://hacks.mit.edu/

Hmm, I read that as being more that most of us just take it in case we get a retaliation that is worse than the initial assault.

Ooh so edgy.

C'mon, brah. We deserve better trolls. Up your game.

is this p00pie, or soft serve......cuz its totally making me hungry, and i dont think my

Going Modest Proposal on this shit are we? I have often said that women in Stand Your Ground states should carry guns to their abortions (kidding...or maybe not).

I love you.

What a stupid thing to say.

When I was in high school and a man pushed his boner against my ass in a crowded train, I said nothing because I was so confused and flustered and I wasn't really sure that what I thought was happening was actually happening. But when I was in my 20s and it happened again and by then I knew the way world worked and I…

On the one hand, I'm like 99% sure this guy is just a creep and totally deserved it... but I also feel like there's a 1% chance that he thought he knew her (like, in the Biblical sense) and the crapping was not only from the shock of being called out but also realizing:

Thanks for this. I love the way I look now, and plan to go gray and embrace my wrinkles when the time comes and be a hot old dame and all that jazz, but the second age starts to meld my chin and neck together, I'm getting that shit tucked, zero fucks given.