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My MIL would say the tagalog word for pussy to talk about vaginas when my girlfriend was a kid, and boy you find this out in a weird way when you try to call your girlfriend 'pookie' one time. She was horrified and I was confused.

God I feel so bad for my straight single female friends. Like they are amazing, awesome, smart, good people who deserve to have a partner to go through life with. And yet this is what is out there for them! Like, thank god that in this one very personal, vulnerable area of life I don't have to engage with men at. all.

I love Aoi Hana, and Utena was my junior high baby lesbian life oh my god.

1. I thought her cup clapping and singing was adorable and accessible, better than all the women who danced for their talent last night.

I've never understood why people get so mad about things like that. For fucks sake guy, did this ruin your fucking life? Can you no remove those things? What, is there an allergy in play, can't you get it remade? What about that fucking situation requires that level of anger and meanness? I really wish I could

To be honest, if everyone posted pictures of their messy houses or screaming children, or about a fight with their spouse, this would be comments section full of "omg no one wants to see that. Why would you post your messy house? Don't post such personal information! Don't post about your drama!" Which people already

I did the same thing, same food. Fuck celery.

I would like to announce my new relationship with THE TEARS ALL OVER MY FACE!

I sort of hope when the real time comes, they just replace her with a robot and not tell anyone.

me and my girlfriend were rooting for her so hard and when her run started I was so nervous and felt like I was going to explode. And I looked over to my girlfriend and said, "Is THIS what it feels like to be into sports?"

drinking bacon grease straight is basically what grumpy old farmers do when they're backed up, at least where I'm from.

Anyone who has looked at the pictures, to me, are just as vile has the hacker. Every time someone looks at these women's private photos they are violating their privacy all over again and they should feel fucking horrible.

Remember, if something works for you, one individual, and your hormones effect you in specific ways, you singular data point, that means it's true for all women, hurry right a book!

I have a friend named Satin (like the fabric). People either read it spelled correctly and pronounce it Satan, or hear it correctly and spell it Satan. There's nothing devilsh about her except she's boring has hell.

I wet my sleeping bag on a back packing trip when I was 18. No one else on my trip ever found out..

Lonely people. Lonely people start writing, imagine an audience and can't stop themselves. It's the only time they get to talk about themselves. He knows the manager at the BK? You mean that guy me met once or twice now wont leave alone? He probably thinks the workers who he watches and demands to remake his food

I would rather reward participation than raise apathetic people, who quit when they don't succeed, who don't try new things because they might be bad at it.

I worked at this weird Italian restaurant (owned by a Lebonese guy. Not very authentic, but delicious sandwiches) that advertised its homemade ranch. People went fucking crazy putting it on spaghetti, on alfredo, and ruining their delicious sandwiches and pizzas... but whatever people like what they like, I'd think.

I certainly have a lot of stories (ah restaurants) but one there is one I always use, even though I've probably told it on here before. I was once working at this restaurant that is an institution in the area (been around since the 70's, still served the same damn food from then too). It is in a building that used to

Down a Dark Hall is why I'm still, to this day, scared of walking towards a mirror in the dark.