“I know my face says otherwise, but I do in fact prefer not to be punched. No it’s OK everybody does it.”

You know what? Just ONCE I would like to be surprised by something like this. I would like to live in a world where horrible misogynist behavoir would be actually shocking instead of grimly expected and depressing. Fuck all of this.

We didn’t always say nice things, and sometimes we were downright mean. Sometimes I just vented about frustrating experiences in an am immature, hateful, and foolish way.

Anyone who uses phrases like “Save A Ho” deserves to be suffocated in their own coffee grounds. That whole entry was puke-worthy.

Bros starting and or using a coffee shop to meet and use women. Sadly, I’m not surprised.

Can I just say I’m really glad that he’s your EX-husband?

Yes. My ex husband from Missouri got upset that there were teeny tiny chopped up pieces of onion in meatloaf. And also the pieces of veggies in Sloppy Joes. I ended up having to make a sort of Sloppy Joe that was only of sugar, mustard, and ketchup. As an aside, he also wanted dinner on the table at 5:30 every day,…

There’s a lot of that, in here.

No joke, I live in the midwest and I have a friend who mixes mayo into his ketchup to cut the spiciness.

But, how do you recover from that? Isn’t that basically quitting?

I know someone that just got married a few weeks ago and she looks JUST LIKE her husbands identical twin sisters. It is the weirdest thing.

I really hope not but we all know she did.

Anybody else think this is a case of falling in love with someone who looks just like you taken WAY TOO DAMN FAR?!?!

I think that would work. Put the baby skull in a prominent place in the bedroom and you will have far less sex, but the sex you do have (or at least the people you have it with) will be hella scary.

I was wondering the same thing. What the FUCK was she planning to do with a stolen child skull? Just let it roll around her purse forever, or put it on her nightstand or the back of the toilet or what? Her crime would however be a great opening to a horror movie, in which she would get everything she so deeply…

My apologies in advance for the long backstory, but it is necessary to fully understand the horrible-ness of the situation. I live in a tiny apartment in New York with my wife and son, which, ever since our son has gotten the ability to walk and talk and whatnot already made sex a fairly covert affair (the window of…

Um, pregnancy.

An ex of mine at the time had a really flimsy mattress and boxspring that was set just on the metal frame, no head or footboard attached. He has me on all fours at the foot of the bed while he’s standing up behind me going to Bone Town. It was getting a little crazy and I have my eyes closed thinking that it’s so good…

Sophomore year I was at a Frat Party celebrating the end of finals before Christmas break. I went because my friend invited me and I had a crush on one of his brothers and I wanted to lock that shit down.