“It’s very rare that someone is involved in a homicide case with someone they just had a baby with. It’s very early to make a conclusion as to what the cause, intent, motive and facts were to this unfortunate tragedy.”

One can be opposed to both child molestation and the death penalty. Both are evil.

I think prenups are romantic! I think it’s romantic to sign a prenup that essentially says “even if one day we hate eachother, I want you to have what is fair when that happens.”

Nah, it IS easy, we just make it complicated because we start from the position that everyone’s beliefs are inherently worthy of being respected.

They aren’t. I don’t care if that makes me sound uncaring. But it’s the 21st goddamn century and this superstitious bullshit and the kowtowing we do for it has got to fucking…

Seriously. How do they get through the ticket counter, security, the boarding procedure and the safety announcements, let alone the flight itself, without even glancing at an unrelated female?

BEHOLD MY SATANIC HERD

Please excuse the following reaction.

Only a couple of hours old but she has some sass so we are giving her the barn name of Sassy. The owners will give her a real name at some point but to us she is Sassy.

Sorry in advance but I’m jacking this thread... new baby born a couple of hours ago. First of the season. She’s ADORABLE!!!

Similar story, similar outcome (except no sexy friend came through) to I created a burner account for this’s story.

Aaawwww.

In college my roommate and I decided to throw a generalized “winter” party. We cut out paper snowflakes, put Christmas lights everywhere, holiday colored jello shots, etc. We had about 50 people in our tiny apartment, had an awesome party, cops came, people had to leave, yada yada yada...

So it is Christmas eve and I am sitting around the fire with my family. My parents’ house smells like mulled cider and is decorated in all its seasonal splendor. My phone rings and it is my on and off again ex-boyfriend! Things had ended badly with us and he wanted to reconcile! I was on could nine… Swoon!

Mine was a quasi-hookup, but bear with me. These dudes who lived together in a house while attending college were close-knit so they had a “post-Christmas” in February, in one of the dudes’ ranch in the countryside. I was invited by my BFF, one of the dudes’ girlfriends, and I was newly single, so I went. There was…

Right after my divorce was final, I traveled back home for Christmas. A few old friends found out that I was in town and wanted to meet up for dinner and drinks.

Very dirty. And so inappropriate for the elevated discussions on this article.