If you’ll read the other comments on this post so far, you’ll see how real this is for all women. Street harassment isn’t flattering, and sharing your experiences with it isn’t bragging. If you’re a woman, it’s happened to you, and if it’s happened to you, you know it’s degrading, disenfranchising and anything but…

It was my friend’s wedding in Savannah. I was a bridesmaid. The groom’s brother went up to my room with me, to “put some wine bottles in the fridge”. Then, he did the best thing someone has ever done to me: he helped me take out ever single bobby pin from my updo and then massaged my scalp. . . .

This is not my story. I was merely an observer on this crazy wedding hook-up ride.

I was a bridesmaid in a close friend’s wedding. Got to the rehearsal, noticed that her three-years-younger brother had gotten SUPER cute since I last saw him, brought him back to my place after the reception and showed him a REAL good time. He ended up spending the night with me and trying to sneak back into the hotel…

Yes this was an accident. This agent random cat was in no way shape or form aboard this flight on purpose. This has nothing to do with operation sky cat which is not a real thing and anyone that says otherwise is clearly mentally unstable.

Cats are impressed by can openers and lasers. Otherwise they find all of human accomplishment pretty meh.

I far prefer this to Snakes on a Plane.

I wouldn’t want to be a passenger of a pilot who doesn’t check his equipment before he takes off. SERIOUSLY.

Except Ferrari guy. In the midst of all this evil-minded douchebaggery, Ferrari guy seems cheerful and benign.

Preach! And with every event a mandatory tithing! Registries made sense when people weren’t living on their own/ with their spouse before the wedding, but these days? Everyone I know getting married has lived with their significant other for years. They have apartments full of crap, why do you need a crystal punch…

This comment is everything wrong with America.

My cat, who once opened a microwave oven while the popcorn was popping, has more self-control than the caramel lady.

My cat, who once destroyed a floor-to-ceiling lamp with her butt, has more self-control than the caramel lady.

My cat, who once fell off a bookshelf at 3 AM only to land butt-first on my face (catass…

When I was 15 and working in a public library, I regularly had people who came up to me and went, “I read this book and it was really popular in 1979. You must remember it! Tell me what it was!”

If “Klittra” was an IKEA product, it would more likely be some sort of body-length pillow or a specialized type of scissors. And I would probably purchase that body-length pillow.

Wasn’t Klittra the female villain on She-Ra?

I still say jack/jerk off or get myself off. I really don't need a girl version for this term. I am literally never ever going to use “Klittra”. Shit sounds like some sorceress from Conan the Barbarian or Caligula.

I’m confused. They shorted him a dollar and then chased him down the street? It doesn’t even make sense as an overreaction—what were they even reacting to in the first place?

Honestly though, some of the cheap American Chinese places make really amazing french fries. Something about being fried in the same oil as the sweet and sour chicken? I dunno- the fries can be hella good.

Funny how the type of dudes worried about dating chicks with daddy issues are never the types to worry about giving their daughter daddy issues.