I was making brownies once, and when I cracked open the last egg, into my brownie mix fell a dead, bloody baby chick. I can't imagine eating one.

I've eaten (in no particular order): frog legs, chocolate-covered ants, fried crickets, and rattlesnake.

Wait, what? (Initial reaction to reading this.)

Where I live, we have a Podunk company based in the mid-west. Since they use theit own services, it is virtually impossible to reach them to inform them of an outage. I said " screw it" and went well AT&T and Netflix.

I love the absolute indifference offered up by Hastings. That was beautiful!

The ever-ridiculous (and entertaining) Faux News.

The whole mess is just sad. Very, very sad.

What an idiot.

I got stung by a hornet last summer. They're no picnic either.

Must've run through all the rich European men willing to pay her.

Of that, I'm certain.

That sounds slightly terrifying.

My parents have (thankfully) planned ahead. I don't know what those plans entail once they're both gone, but I do hope my siblings will be respectful of their wishes and things don't get ugly.

She sounds absolutely awful!

Oh, hell yeah!

I hope it hits those it needs to. Hard.

Hasn't she heard of frown lines?

Probably not, but it's Katy Perry's fault.

Shameful, absolutely shameful.

She's also been put into a medically induced coma due to brain swelling.