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I think this is great. It makes me so sad when people just won't dance at all because they're so self-conscious about how they look. I love seeing people just get out there and jam out in their own particular way. Keep getting down with ya bad Elaine-dancing self!

Why, of course he is. Hey, I hear you. I had only been here for about two months and until that time, he hid his freaky extremism pretty well (plus at the time he was way senior to me). I was dumbstruck - I literally just laughed nervously and said, "Well OK, then!" Only later did I think of about a million

This is exactly true. In their eyes, you had it coming if you maimed or killed yourself in getting an illegal abortion. (My extreme right-wing coworker once said to me, at work of all places, that he believes abortion is the worst crime someone can commit, and that a woman who gets one should get the death penalty.

I fully support your proposed course of action.

Yes, because societal shame is a proven motivator and behavior changer. NEXT.

I can't argue with you there. I feel like I see it all the time too. But call me an eternal optimist - I really do believe that most people are trying.

OK, now that did make me actually LOL. I mean, I get it, there's terrible parents out there. My point was, come on, going to Burger King is not prima facie evidence that you are one.

Considering that most people are doing the best that they can, you, too, can feel free to piss off.

Plus, feeding your kid Burger King proves you are a shitty parent to begin with.

"Albert: I thought this was a decent-looking wallet, until I saw that it costs as much as a week's worth of groceries. Now I just want to throw it in that big hole in Siberia and scream "fuck youuuuuu" at it as it falls."

Me too! IDGAF. I've never been embarrassed, but it could be due to the fact that as kid, my mom would assign me laundry folding as a chore, so I pretty much saw everything (I mean, we used to make jokes about my dad's "giant underpants!"). In my mind, it was normal, they were clean. It just doesn't gross me out.

Oh dear, this is made even more tragically amusing by the fact that Hakkasan just sucks. It's absolutely drunk on its own PR (OMG TIESTO U GUYZ!!!!!11!1), and employs a bunch of assholes who literally have no idea what's going on at the front door. My friend and I went there, told three different snotty people that

Nah. I think open beer/wine with a signature cocktail thrown in is a totally appropriate way to handle it. I've also seen people do an hour of full open bar and then switch to open beer/wine only once the reception begins; maybe that's an option? Anyway, I would definitely not complain about hosted beer/wine. Oh

Fuuuuuuuuck.

"it's okay to believe that you and your kids aren't equals, but don't resort to that to end arguments. It might stop problems now, but they do tend to stick around." THIS TIMES A THOUSAND. I recently had a "come to Jesus" conversation with my dad on this topic, and I'm freaking 32 years old (it's been going on for

So true! My ex-husband and I did the same, except we actually scored very highly. We were divorced inside of 5 years.

Kudos to that kid for doing what's right! If you're freaking out that hard over seeing a woman breastfeeding in public, news flash: YOU'RE THE ONE WITH THE PROBLEM.

Pretty boring. I was in 8th grade, so I think I was about to turn 14. I was sitting on the floor of my room working on a poster for school. Out of nowhere, I felt this odd wet stickiness different than anything I'd felt before. I went to the bathroom and saw the small spot of blood there and I was kind of in

moving comfort got me through two half marathons. I can't recommend them enough.

PREACH.