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For real, like what is wrong with them expecting the water to be useable for drinking, cooking and washing? The nerve!

The White House’s directive today to the Corps for further delay is just the latest in a series of overt and transparent political actions by an administration which has abandoned the rule of law in favor of currying favor with a narrow and extreme political constituency.

Oh my god. Stormageddon is the best kitteh name ever. It’s what I plan to name my next one.

Poor Lady Gaga :( I’m glad to hear she is doing better. My Ella over groomed for awhile after we moved cross country & her sister cat ran away. The poor baby was heartbroken, we had her sister Kikki before her & Ella was devastated when Kikki ran away. I bought her a little Christmas sweater & eventually she adjusted

I am so sorry. My prozac-popping poodle and I wish you and Lady Gaga all the best.

This is a good story. You always know a cat is back to its old self when it is feeling up to antagonizing fellow living creatures.

Okay, you’ve officially won the “Best Namer of Cats on the Internet 2016" award.

Poor Lady Gaga. I also rescued a calico (my first ever!) this summer. Her story is not as bad. Her former owners threw her out because she is vicious. Possibly also some sort of abuse with toilet paper/paper towel rolls. The truth is that their child is vicious and deserved whatever she gave him. She likes to sleep

She’s doing better. She’s actually starting to bully her sister Stormeggdon the Dark Lord of All. And I’m starting to let her go naked when I’m home. So, be happy for Lady Gaga the cat!

I have a cat named Lady Gaga. She has to wear pajamas because of her over grooming. You can feel bad for her. And also think she is adorable.

This reminds me of something my friend and I did accidentally in college.

When I was twelve years old, my mother took me to a friend’s dinner party in his farmhouse. We were in Gadsden County, North Florida, out in the country. Our host had turned down the lights and there were candles everywhere. Over simple conversation someone asked me, in that special Southern way, where my people were

This story happened to my uncle, when he lived in an apartment in Daly City, California. My uncle was (and is) an atheist with a scientific mind that made him question all the hocus-pocus stories told to him by his Cuban family. He was a computer programmer and a decided skeptic. In the 80s, when this story takes

After college I lived with my boyfriend in his family’s townhouse in one of the oldest parts of London. They had told me lots of stories about “the ghost” which I found entertaining and ridiculous in equal parts. Nothing could have prepared me for living there. 

I kinda wish I had a good scary story. Most of mine are from over active imaginations and people who are easily spooked.

I work at a medium-sized religious college in the south and parts of the campus incorporate the mansion and grounds of a 19th century estate. The mansion, now a museum, was built for a wealthy woman where she lived with her children and a succession of husbands. Unfortunately, several of her children died at a young

The Hall

So I wanted to join in the fun this year, and finally remembered one I can tell, even though it’s slightly anticlimactic.

Okay, so this may not be the scariest story ever, and none of you will ever see it because I’m as gray as they come, but it is 100% true and you can make of it what you will.

This is such an awesome thread! I only have one experience that scared me shitless and was part of the impetus to end a relationship I’d just gotten into. Haunted house=dealbreaker.