M husband does this. I have to say to him, “You know where the trash is, right?”

I can’t imagine what this woman would do if she walked in my house, I have never once taken a .10 can/bottle back to the store everything goes right in the trash. 

When I first started dating my now-husband, he chewed Nicotine gum constantly (thankfully he had quit the chewing tobacco--that would have been a deal breaker for me). It was fine, but he left the packages of gum EVERYWHERE. I brought my new dog to his place for the night, and while we were sleeping she found a…

I wanna vote for her again just because she fucking won, and should be sitting in the White House right now. 

She’s the most qualified candidate we’ve had, and she’d rock the shit out of being president. She does her homework.

I’m actually more interested in pillows, specifically side sleep pillows. I suffer from neck aches because its so difficult to find good side sleeper pillow with proper support. Can anyone offer any feedback?

i beg of you to tell me your’re making up the bit about the flooring. i know you aren’t but lie to me, anyway. jesus, people are dumb.

It’s really too rough and stiff for me to want on my bed (and I already have a winter duvet, of course - what am I, a farmer?). So it either gets sent back or ends up as the thing I throw across the nice couch when I let the dog onto it.

On my weekly grocery trip a few weeks ago, I unwittingly got into the line where their slowest bagger was working. Nothing happened, and I stewed in silence. And I still think she deserves at least $15/hr.

... Yeah. That’s, uh, the thing I’m mad about, bud.

But his family is wealthy!

Narrator: sadly, they were not fucking kidding.

No one else in the comments is freaking out about his fucking ‘prosecutors “should have explained to the girl and her family that pressing charges would destroy the boy’s life.”’ bullshit. He’s literally saying that these people should have cared more about this fucking rapists life prospects (which I assure you will…

It’s a scale. Generally there’s a recognition that kid’s brains are developing, and it’s generally a scale about when and whether this person did develop enough to be cognizant than action was wrong and thus could be held culpable.

Are you fucking kidding me. Are you fucking kidding me. Are you fucking kidding me. Are you fucking kidding me. Are you fucking kidding me. Are you fucking kidding me. Are you fucking kidding me. Are you fucking kidding me. Are you fucking kidding me. Are you fucking kidding me. Are you fucking kidding me. Are you…

Thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis. I have a coworker who I quite literally had to train out of calling me Miss Pasta. She’s from an older generation and also from the South, so I get it, but I had to put a stop to it. My name is Pasta, not Miss Pasta, and we don’t work in an elementary school or daycare.

We don’t even need honorifics in so many cases! The NYTimes gets their knickers in a twist every time they write a story about a nonbinary person, just because they insist on being one of the only papers left to still use honorifics. I’m starting to see parenting-advice columns about how to teach your kids to address…

I feel like Shep is the embodiment of chaotic good, though. Like he’s an asshole but he truly just wants everyone around him to be living their best and happiest lives.

For dresses or skirts with really high slits...

I’ve seen a story or two like this before, and as someone who works everyday to get people *out* of custody, it is utterly baffling and not at all cute.