Yes! Laughing over it with friends is the perfect payback for his putting you on speakerphone to hear his buddies mocking you. The only thing better would be to make sure he can hear you all cackling. (Please tell me that's what really happened!)

I love babies, yes I do...baked or boiled or in a stew!

Word of the Day! Must share!

Plus, wasn't the Iceman found to have some hardening of the arteries? Granted, he was over 40 when he was killed, and he didn't die of heart disease but of being stabbed in the back. But oops, there goes the idea that prehistoric people didn't get any of these modern maladies.

But common sense isn't TRENDY!!! (whine stomp pout)

And here I thought restaurants were merely called that because a person feels restored after a good meal. Every day I learn something!

My grandma would chuckle at all these hipsters who think they've just discovered how you make soup.

He doesn't understand the concept of satire. But thankfully, we understand the concept of blithering idiots.

I wanna be like you when I grow up!

Ugh. NopenopeNOPE. "I like your boobs" ≠ love. Or even "love".

How I love that mama cat. She always saves the day.

Me three? I had almost straight, wavy hair until puberty (age 10), the same year as my family moved to Southern Ontario, which has a very damp, humid clime. Suddenly, I was not only curly, but FRIZZY. I fought my hair with blowdryers and curling irons all through my teens, then had it chemically straightened once in…

As a kid, I had straight-to-slightly-wavy hair. Then I hit puberty AND moved to humid, sticky southern Ontario, all at the same time. POOF! Instant frizzy curls. That was a trauma I'll never forget. I'm still learning to manage my curls nearly 40 years later...

The day sex becomes a chore to reward a dude for doing other chores is the day I quit having sex. NOT EVERYTHING IS ABOUT YOUR FUCKING BONER, GUYS!!!

Can't say I blame you. I bet these gits also oppose same-sex couples adopting, onnaccounta they're all "pedophiles" and "child molester" because TEH GHEY.

Fa fa fa, fa fa fa fa far better...run run, run run run away!

Bingo. Teabagger adopts foster kids to shut pro-choicers up, then sweeps them under the rug when he can't handle the actual job of responsibly rearing them? And the rug he sweeps them under belongs to a child molester he fired? He can go sit on all the cacti.

They'd probably kill plants. I wouldn't inflict them on a dieffenbachia.

Ah, Eighties earworms!

Just out of curiosity...does snail goop really work? Or is it a slimy trail of hype?