I love you all and we should all binge-watch some tv together.

Yeah

No ladies? :(

Oh, I have your story.

Nothing riles my blood more than the financial ignorance of the young. Partially because it’s willful but also because we have done SUCH a bad job at educating people on how to be good about money. I’m in my early 30’s and work around a lot of younger people, I’m always hearing some cynical statement about student…

Although I guess the author is speaking honestly about something very difficult and possibly common that doesn’t often get said out loud. So I can support that.

This is hard for me to get on board with. First off, I kind of think that your attractiveness has little to do with conventional beauty standards. I am definitely overweight and not that pretty but my husband finds me attractive. I’m not sure if I could get through a relationship where someone didn’t desire me…

Fuuuuuuck that movie.

Me too, Tom. Me too.

You beautiful monster.

My parents banned this boom after I slept in their room for a week. They hid it from me for years! Not that I would ever be tempted.

Woah. Ok. My husband’s inability to do housework and take care of things is a constant stress in our marriage and probably the only thing we fight about. There is more going on there than just a refusal to do work. However...jesus christ article friend! My husband is clueless when it comes to things but he still knows…

I love all condiments dearly. Except relish.

Sorry to be on the wrong side here but if you charge me $1 for a small thing of ketchup I am going to burn your building down. Is it seriously so hard to keep a bottle of Heinz in the back for someone who doesn’t want homemade ketchup? Or to raise prices overall to accommodate ketchup requests? I NEED MY GODDAMN…

Soooo their logo is a giant dick?

Well, there IS only one John Stamos.

I was 27 and going home to visit my parents. The night before, my boyfriend of 3 years (who was coming with me) proposed. We arrive the next day at my parents house...and are put in separate bedrooms. Did I mention the two of us had been living together for 2 years?

I love this. My husband’s parents are crazy hippies. He could never throw anything out in the fridge because it was always some mystery concoction. His mom is making her own kombucha now, which worries me a great deal. Also their fridge broke a while ago and instead of replacing it, they are surrounding the milk with…

I know we don’t want to regress back to the 50’s and all but giving birth in a sleepy drugged haze sounds pretty great to me.