Supporting the L the G and maybe sometimes the B has been safe. Supporting the T is not nearly as safe.

I love companies that have the guts to do good things regardless of the inevitable backlash. Good for you, Clean and Clear.

Oh man, that is hilarious. I bet that kid was so freaking careful after that though.

That kid has my sympathy, in this, but so do you.

Step back, I got this one.

it was my junior year of college at Syracuse. I had spent the year living in a TERRIBLE house. The warmest it got in winter was 50 because the insulation was so worn out. My roommates sucked. As in using other people's wash cloths to wipe their ass (and then hanging back up on the rack!) when toilet paper ran out…

Denny's, Milwaukee, approximately 2:30 a.m. My friends and I had been going non-stop all day — we'd gotten up at roughly 4 a.m. the day before to make the 9-hour drive to Milwaukee in our rented van for a concert. We had arrived in the afternoon, participated in a charity 'walk' before the concert, waited in line the…

Oh lord here it goes: I was with a new customer (i'm an escort) and i was super hungry bc i hadn't eaten all day but i was already running late to the appointment so i didn't have time to cook a proper meal and just scarfed down as much black bean salsa (the fuck was i thinking?) as i can before running out the door.…

When I was helping my husband immigrate from England, I had the most wonderful meltdowns. It was incredibly stressful time for me without that- I had just bought my first house, was working a shitty group home job (60-70 hours a week), and trying to make friends in this new city I had moved to about 4 months prior.…

This was completely over the top, and I should be embarrassed, but if I'm being honest? This is one of my favorite stories about myself.

Don't know if this will be seen because I'm sure I'm in the grays, but anyway...

When I studied abroad, I was placed in a campus apartment with a guy who was really hard to get along with; he conversed by going on the attack and insulting other people, their families, their countries, their habits - anything guaranteed to get a reaction. One day, I had just come home from the gym. I was cold,…

I was part of a really close knit friend group at college. Four girls, we lived together, had lots of parties etc. One of the girls, I'll call her Mary, had a boyfriend Dennis. He and his friend Tyler dealt weed and generally contributed to the party atmosphere of our place. We did almost everything together, out…

After a long day of final exams and working late at my internship, I dropped my iPhone on my walk home and the screen shattered. My cousin was flying in that night to stay with me so it was SUPER FUCKING IMPORTANT that I had my phone because obviously I had forgotten to tell her where I lived and figured I'd just text…

When I was younger and a single overworked mother of an overactive 2 year old I had a mortifying public meltdown. My daughter was usually very well behaved but this day she decided to test her new found sense of independence in Macys. She was doing the typical bratty two year old stuff...throwing things...hiding in…

I went to a con a few years ago. The con itself was brilliant, authors and interesting panels as far as the eye could see. The hotel itself was somewhat more...dubious. Let's just say that at one point my friend went into the toilets and swiftly backed out, pallid and sweating, mouthing the words: "It's a river of…

During grad school, I spent a lot of time in Italy, and ended up dating a guy from there for a few months. We had a lot of differences that we couldn't compromise on and as a result, we used to have the most incredible fights.

A few years back, 4am at the trashiest gay club in Chicago. Like they pump in copious amounts of what we called "shame mist" so your bad decisions were harder to see, and there were no doors on the bathrooms. I am drunk as a skunk. Somebody asks my guy friend if I'm some straight girl he brought with him. I yell, "I'm…

One word: rum. Rum at a party where everyone was (unofficially, but seriously) representing their respective government departments. Half a bottle of Captain and I'd taken off my shoes somewhere and cried hysterically when I couldn't find them; grossly insulted a girl I went to high school with; vomited right next…

Erm, I'm probably doxxing myself here, but I once laid down in the doorway of my boss' office with a pile of documents that required his signature. It coincided with the week the AC broke in my part of the floor, so I was showing him my heat-rashed midriff as I handed him documents to sign. I was seconds away from…