My rule is 3. If you have more than 3, you might be the “crazy catperson” on your block.

Sorry your heart is too cold and dead to appreciate the cuteness of kitties’ jelly bean toes.

My husband and I need this for us and our 4 dogs. The queen size pillow top just doesn’t cut it when you’ve got a 10 pound Brussels Griffon and a 60 pound pit bull that apparently NEED to be near you, then the 70 pound Rottie wants to be near his dad.

We have two cats who are very small by daytime. At night, they somehow expand in size to take up a whole king-sized bed. Seriously. There is no way of lying down without being poked by a cat doing an impression of a sleeping starfish.

I think he’d more likely say, “AAAAAAAAAAH! What are these evil smooth things that make noises and show images that move?!!?! Where is that light coming from?!? IT’S NIGHT TIME! THERE’S NO LIGHT AT NIGHT!!!!!”

Yes. Because all those other patients? Fuck’em, right?

This isn’t about Republicans, this is about Catholics. There’s not actually a huge amount of overlap between those groups.

I totally agree and am anti-religious hospital, BUT: almost every hospital in our large metro area is Catholic.

WWJD?

As much as I think the situation is BS (and I really, really do), I hope the media coverage allows her to find another hospital to both deliver and have the procedure. It’s super short notice, but for her health and the welfare of her family, I hope someone out there is willing to take on a new patient in such extreme…

Painful confession time: I was initially incredibly judgey about Amber Rose and my teen daughter had to school me on this. We’re a fact-based sex education household, and yes, even so I had all this judgement.

I will never get over the fact that when I worked at Borders cafe and they crosstrained us in the bookstore, the same customers who treated me like shit every single day in the cafe, did not recognize me at all in the bookstore and treated me like I was some kind of scholar, trying to strike up conversations with me…

I was working at a margarita bar on the water, so winter was slow. We relied on our regulars, a few of which were a group of late twenties bro dudes who would come in for nachos and fish bowl sized margaritas. They were generally ok, except they LOVED to flirt with all of the female staff, despite none of us being…

you can tell when someone has never worked retail, because they don’t recognize “the back” as a place that retail employees go to hide for 5 minutes on the pretense of looking for something they know doesn’t exist

Bookstore people are crazy. I worked at a Half Price Books in the Midwest and due to the insane number of serialized romance novels we received, we started packing them into stacks of 7 and selling them together for 2 bucks. We called them Love Bundles, and there was a group of about 25 mid-fifties women who purchased…

When I managed a Borders we were also responsible for this small calendar kiosk on the other side of the shopping center. I was there covering someone’s lunch break and this crazed woman came over demanding why we had no bichon frise calendars. The dog calendar people were always the weirdest.

I was way more of a smart-ass when I worked in a bookstore, since my manager was always job hunting and couldn’t have cared less. During the height of the “Twilight” craze, right when the last book and the first movie had been released, we were sent a metric ton of merch, including those SweetHearts chalk-flavored…

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