My grandmother used to put her hair up in bobby pins every night, it was kind of a thing.

Literally every day this week, I’ve found a dime on the ground in different places. 7 days, 7 dimes, 7 locations.

We have both kinds, country and western.

The waitress in that second story was so hilariously clueless, I pictured her as Starfire from Teen Titans Go. “On Tamaran, we offer the free refills of the beverages!”

Buy you a drink?

This is really true. The working class drive Hondas, the middle class drive Lexus, the rich drive Maseratis and the super rich drive Hondas.

I have a fur vest on all the time. It’s all natural and locally sourced.

Seeeeeeeee my vest!

“Women all turn into your mother after 3 years.”

Wait, do they all turn into my mother, or your mother? Or the mother of whoever they are dating that time? Seems like outcomes could be radically different depending on the answer to that question (and what kind of mother the dude in question has).

I always wonder how often someone reads a Pissing Contest story and thinks “Oh my god, this is about ME! I totally puked in that girl’s purse in Hoboken in 1985!”

After reading a bunch of these comments I realized there’s a huge need for a “I Deserve an Enormous Apology” Pissing Contest. Even better would be a follow up with the stories of anyone brave enough to send their story to their nemesis and the response they got.

http://www.zoella.co.uk/2011/03/why-ar…

AGGGHHHHH I recently lost enough weight to go from “plus” to “regular” sizes for the first time ever as an adult, and it was kind of an awakening. All my clothes have so much structure now, when just a *couple sizes* up, I was being offered horizontal-striped tents. Like, fuck you very much. I felt sexy in my body at…

Land’s End is to my late 30s what Old Navy was to my early 20s, and I’m OK with that.

All of their tee shirts have this kind of bullshit on them. CAN I JUST HAVE A PLAIN BLACK TEE SHIRT?

I've resigned myself to this:

Wait wait, people actually care about bed frames?