What I don't understand is that the last time I played, 'ZEN' was not in the official Scrabble dictionary. I tried to play it on a triple word score too, dammit.

PICS PLZ

THERE AREN'T ENOUGH RAGE GIFS FOR THIS

I don't understand why, aside from IKEA, this feature doesn't already come standard on every cooking pot.

I remember I was fooling around with a guy once, and he asked if I wanted to play fight a little. I said yes, so he started to pin my hands behind me. I don't know where I got this reflex, but the instant I couldn't get my arms free, I bit him. On the shoulder. I may have broken skin. This was not a conscious…

Mugging: Enforced charity!

Given the way society as a whole treats fatness (associating obesity with laziness, obesity is an epidemic problem that needs to be stopped, refusing to make nice clothes that fit XXL, etc), and especially the way fat women are treated (refer to any tabloid cover, muffin top and cellulite are considered ugly), why woul…

I can't even. These stories sound too awful for me to read. I wish there was some way for the people working at the clinic to tell these people to GTFO when they're being such unbelievable hypocrites.

Exactly this. I'm not buying that Diaz is actually capable of terrifying a room fulla hard-knock girls.

I'm not buying that Diaz is actually capable of terrifying a room fulla hard-knock girls.

Bacon plush, futurama, bedroom sriracha, corgi AND cat? When can I move in?

Mmmmm, yeah, I remember eating slices of braised tongue at home before I went veggie. I will break vegetarianism to find out more about these tacos de lengua now!

That's amazing, but if it were me I wouldn't have wasted chocolate chip cookies on a revenge plot. Make a fresh cup of coffee, add toenails, and leave it somewhere he'd find it in the morning.

I thought whoever was doing the sound levels f'd this one up; you could barely hear her over the music.

I have no doubt that every business in the food industry throws out heartbreaking amounts of perfectly good food. I worked in a cake factory for a few months, and I started wearing clothes with bigger pockets under my uniform so I could fill it with handfuls of whatever I could take that was going to go in the…

How odd, everyone started debating firearms, and my first though was 'a taser?'

If I were on top of Westley, orgasmic death throes would assuredly be involved.

I hope that if a mattress ever had the temerity to attack me while I was cycling, I could at least land on it when I wiped out.

That tuna and Jell-O pie seems like a terrible waste of a delicious cheesy pie crust. Also, if you haven't gotten enough of this: