I was really happy to see the Boy Scouts marching in the NYC gay pride parade this year. The members themselves are ready to get their shit together.

Looks like my new baby!

This is the original photo. I was taking a bath and these chuckle heads decided to judge me.

For Clover:

Does it count if you didn’t fully realize it was awful?

I was about five years old. My mother decides to load four of us kids in the van and take us from Washington State to California, to go to my mom’s cousin’s wedding. While there, we were also going to visit her siblings and go to Disneyland and all sorts of fun…

I just look so very young.

I had a GRAND vision for my senior portraits. I was really into Judy Garland and attempted to recreate her ‘Get Happy’ look from Summer Stock. I just KNEW that this photo was going to be pure artistic expression...

Broke and resourceful as I am, a friend took my senior photos on her Nokia and we edited them all on Paint. It was an uphill battle to get the yearbook staff to actually allow this (“WE NEED A CLEAR PHOTO OF YOUR FACE”, “NO PICTURES TAKEN WITH CAMERA PHONES/EDITED WITH PAINT”), but I eventually made it.

ALL THE GIRLS wore pearls and a certain top for senior pics.

These are the most embarrassing shorts in the history of shorts.

Basically *I* (usually) think I'm pretty, but I just about always think that other people WON'T find me pretty. In other words, I usually think I'm gorgeous but simultaneously think that I'm not what men want to see/someone strangers will look at and find attractive.

OH MY GODDDDDD

A friend of mine called his wife while we were in Afghanistan. She was really excited that to tell him that she was eight weeks pregnant. One problem: we had been in Afghanistan for three months. Turns out his wife was kinda bad at math.

"My kid just wasn't doing the things other kids were doing, you know?"

I'm kind of amazed that more women weren't drowned by their swimwear. The sheer weight of yards of wet wool — gored shin-length skirt and ankle length pantaloons of the 1870's, plus the risk of the fabric snagging on rocks or debris if you were in a river... Swimming was not for ladies of delicate constitution.

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