I would so purchase one if it just dispensed CBDs

I can not even count how many times I had to tell people that I wasn't going to, currently in, or just got back from Africa for my study abroad trip in Nicaragua.

Jesus dude you're getting railroaded.

Bustling per usual. The downtown is being revamped with all sorts of cute little restaurants and shops. As a current Lawrence resident, I like to think Manhattan is just trying to recreate Mass street between the new Poyntz businesses and Aggieville.

Oh shit that's my hometown!

There's a difference between freaking the fuck out and recognizing common courtesy. Am I going to run out into the lobby of the restaurant and demand whoever pissed all over the toilet speak up? Of course not. I am going to curse them under my breath and air my grievances on the internet in relevant thread topics.

Do you clean toilets for a living?

A slogan we can all get behind. Pun intended.

PEESHAMING!

it's your fault if you don't wipe up all your goddamn piss.

No. As someone who cleans piss off of toilet seats at my work daily, just no. I have gone in after far too many women, who I would presume to have the respect for hygiene to clean up after themselves since squatting is apparently so dire, to know the the ones who should be in vats of piss are the hoverers. I don't…

-Brows

Polly has some witty dialogue that is obviously forced but at least provides a laugh. Their chemistry tho? Uggggggggh. That whole "Just fuck me scene" was the least believable brand of "sexy" I have ever seen.

Once my dad apologized to me for instilling me with a high sex drive. Ridiculously awkward but better than this.

Oh I got a good one! I was a little stoner in college, studying abroad one summer in Nicaragua. The weed was ditch but for some reason it was getting me really high and paranoid. There were rolling blackouts in the region so about 40% of the time we were without power. It was particularly dangerous to be out of the…

Agreed. This is a narrative we have had shoved down our throats at least as long as my 25yo self can remember. We live with the constant stranger danger fear. We know the methods to "avoid assault" (as if that's inevitable should we accidentally slip up and wear our hair in a ponytail walking alone or something). Good…

When I was eight I got grounded from AOL because someone ratted me out for reciting the lyrics to Limp Bizkit's "Nookie" in a chat room.

most mind blowing in recent memory: The coworker/former fling that I keep accidentally towing along walked me home after a long conversation. A hug turned into a make out session which turned into him backing me up against my neighbors car. He lifted me onto the trunk and reached his hands into my shorts and…

That line sent a chill down my spine and an audible laugh. Seriously? SERIOUSLY?! Louis C.K. said it best in one of his segments about rape. The greatest horrors ever inflicted on women are at the hands of men. Fearing men is the standard. Proving to me that you are worthy of trust is the outlier.