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This is probably the oddest “uptight rich people” problem I’ve ever heard of.

I assume people who “can’t” keep track of bath towels are entirely capable of it, but passive-aggressively won’t keep track of it. My mother definitely resents that I won’t share chapstick/lipstick/lipgloss with her anymore, and I could totally see her saying, “Oh, I thought that was mine,” when she knew it wasn’t.

I designed a charm holder that goes through a towel

Psychopathic religious zealots

Mock all you want, but Mother Pence’s towel charms saved my marriage! My husband and I own exactly two towels and he just can’t keep track of which hook is His and which is Hers, bless his heart! Each and every day I had to wash our two towels - but at least it gave me the daily opportunity to sit atop the dryer while

Just came down here to say that.

The goal is to eliminate having to wash towels every day because no one knows which towel is theirs.

100% agreed. She is an angel and we do not deserve her.

I wish only good things for Celine Dion after all that sadness she went through.

They can alternate actresses like in “That Obscure Object of Desire.”

Wasn’t that such a weird thing to say? I thought it was going to lead into a joke but...nope. He was really just explaining how perspective works. What a fucking knob.

That would be pretty great as a standalone segment to a fake news show, like a segment from The Onion or something.

Thank you!

Baby boomers had parents who had just gone through the great depression. Their kids were born into a time where they would have plenty, and the parents, having suffered such hardship, wanted to give their kids everything they could. So, they were given a lot and allowed a lot of freedom without having to work very

 Christ, imagine being married to that peach. If he were a lay person he’d be a MRA whining that his wife makes more than he does.

I know. France is a republic. All their titles are worthless except as quaint throwbacks to history.

For many years I have been Denmark’s number two

I’m willing to bet even if he dies last royal protocol dictates: “Sorry bro, but you get to be stuck in your sarcophagi next to the wife. But hey, maybe next time.”

The queen is hoping he dies first because by Royal Proclamation she’s going to see to it that he is buried wherever she damn well pleases: namely, right next to her in an hermetically sealed glass coffin, his corpse positioned on its side in such a way that the whole country will be able to watch him kissing her royal