I have been poor (and a single mom) and I have had to go to food banks before. Most of them are pretty friendly to children. Often, it's a pleasant experience for the kids (much better than applying or getting re-certified for food stamps) . The people who work at food banks are usually nice, and will often give them…

My dad trotted out onto the softball field for a church league game with a pair of my mom's hot pink panties "static clinging" to the back of his uniform pants. It was a dark day for the whole family.

Don't forget Ash Ketchum, who's 10-years-old when he goes to hunt down potentially dangerous wild beasts and imprison them and press them into a life of blood sport.

Shh. That's free-range parenting, not neglect.

You interrupted his Precious Moment.

He wanted to take you higher.

Hey! I won! That's awesome! I never win anything. No wait, that's not true! I won comment of the day on Jezebel back in May 2008, and I was hiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh as a fucking kite for oh, at least ten minutes. I think a friend even bought me a beer off the back of that triumph.

Jesus. You have stared into the face of evil.

I used to work at a small town newspaper and it was a great place for people who like crazy shit. Like, everyone always used to feel it necessary to call any time they grew what they felt was a abnormally large vegetable or found a weird looking animal in their yard. Sometimes they would bring it to the office…

A couple of the strange (and gross) things I witnessed at the last magazine I worked at:

I'm pretty sure I've shared this before, but the office manager at my first office job used to take bites out of people's lunches. Like, she would open the lunch bag, take out the sandwich, take a bite and then put it back. She got caught a million times and gave zero fucks.

My friend worked at a manufacturing plant where he was the only male among an army of women who inspected all the plant output. One day at lunch, he went home for a quicky with his GF. When he returned, he had unknowingly pulled up his pants without his underwear, so they were hanging out the back of his pants.…

What I want to know is what exactly he was doing with the toaster for those 10 minutes in his office.

i'm not normally one to be really moved by things in the news, but this week has really been getting to me, and i'm not even having to deal with mental health stuff. stay strong! and fuck that fucking fucker for trying to call you! he is in the rearview mirror where he belongs.

Right after graduating high school I had a job working as an overnight security guard before I left for my mormon mission (i used to be mormon, this is only important to mention to underscore my innocent nature at the time).

Today was a FUCKING. INSANE. Day for me. (Queue Rant)

Retail. Man comes into the store where I was working. Acts a little strange and shifty. I forget about him, because I have ordering to do. When I finished, I go to the back of the store to put some items away. Strange and shifty was on the floor with his pants pulled down. He was sucking his own penis.

My boss sat the entire company down one morning in the boardroom for a very important meeting.

They are raised to be wives, mothers, and home birth attendants only. I have some friends who were raised in a similar fashion and it is horrifying to see their Facebook posts now about how their only goals in life are to be wives and mothers and nothing more - not authors or nurses or entrepreneurs or painters or…

They've decided to save their first kiss for marriage, and only started holding hands since getting engaged.