I totally agree. Greek food is awesome...But I also agree that rednecks are lame and hate deliciousness...and vaguely brown people.

That's madness...stupid tricky Idaho and their misleading farmland.

I've been told my disproportionately large head and tiny body is quite endearing and I assume kissable...or terrifying. It's one or the other, pretty sure.

Southern California is a bit different than Northern California (where I'm from), but we do all seem to enjoy giving alternate route suggestions and we like selection with our food.

Maybe they can live in a giant plastic bubble.

A family friend had a cute little Greek restaurant in a REALLY shitty small town full of rednecks.

I would cheat on my husband with that chocolate bread pudding.

my husband is constantly trying to make me try foods that I do not like. He 'made' me eat a 'flakey flick' which is a waffle cookie with cream filling and covered in chocolate.

I'm a lifelong coastal Californian. Near where I live is the 'fruit basket' of America...basically where any fresh fruit and or vegetable you can imagine is grown and readily available. I guess we are kind of spoiled in that sense.

Most of the people I've known that wear dreds or locs were upper middle class white college kids and they did often have the aroma of weed and or essential oils.

I *think* it's because then the parents have more control over the care of the piercing?

I've always wanted a beautiful vanity table. When I finally got one I realized it was the table of glamour or my California King size bed...glamour lost out to fancy sheets, never having to share the five feet and 2 inches I demand of ALL beds, and a cloud of down comforters.

I used to take my noni to the hair dresser every Thursday. It usually lasted until Tuesday when she would wash it and I (or my mom) would come over to curl and spray the absolute hell out of it.

I Harry Pottered my youth away...goddamn you Hollywood and your unrealistic portrayal of magics.

I would stay up all night worrying that my toys felt unloved because I would only sleep with one or two. When my parents came to wake me they'd see me sleeping in the floor with all my toys tucked neatly in bed.

1000x's agree.

Hendricks may be a vintage size 14, but that's really more like an 8 or *maybe* 10 in current sizing. It's like how everyone claims Marilyn Monroe was a 13 but discount that her dress forms are barely a size 4 proportion wise.

*there.

I had a cop for a dad and a social worker for a mom, so I was a very pragmatic and realistic kid...I remember one of my classmates (around 11 or 12) fervently telling me about how their were schools for wizards and we just didn't know about them because they were in Europe.

I had always assumed it was regarding not adopting out the child. Granted I was too young to understand all the context (even though I knew what abortion was from a very young age and grew up in a very pro-choice household).