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I know, right!

I shoulda screenshotted it but about an hour ago “Lorena Bobbit” was trending right under “Sharp Objects” on Yahoo main page.

Industrial solvent wouldn’t come close either.

Of course, Trump and company will deny it and call her a liar. Even though.....

This would be the most normal thing my cat would do on a good day. And really, what better creature to teach us that we shouldn’t be beholden our material possessions? 

Omg, I’m so sorry this happened to you! Glaring example of what is wrong with our system. It is pure insanity. Hope 2019 is better..........

Actually, dogs as a group are probably more behaved than kids.

“Mom, he keeps hitting me with the balls from the ball pit!”

A Poison concert? That’s outright child abuse right there. They should be banned from procreating.

SINGLE-PAYER! This is just fucking madness.

My mom was in a short term rehab after getting out of the hospital for a heart bypass. I had to raise hell just to get a doctor to examine my mother - turns out she had pneumonia. I really doubt anyone would have noticed or cared until she was on death’s door if I hadn’t said something. They also gave her food with

Damn straight. I’m scared too. I don’t have kids so the chances I end up in one are pretty good. I hope the good lord takes me quickly when I can’t take care of myself anymore.

I think they’re called ladies maids. Not that thats a less demeaning term.

I know! Love all of her coats. I mean I would never want one because anything short of some fake waterproof nylon material would attact too much cat hair, but if I could dress rich and had someone to deshed my clothing, I would totally take hers.

Exactly. I’ve cleaned rooms and waited on rich people in the past and nothing, NOTHING, killed my soul more than that job. Joan H from NYC, you know who you are!!!!!!!!!!!

Nothing! You’d actually have to pay me to use it.

It’s like living with a preschooler or a dog and having to make code words up for the real word. 

I’m a weirdo. I love this time of year. No more worrying about buying presents and going broke, hearing Christmas music, or feigning cheerfulness in some far off state with relatives for a week. But now, the days are short so I can be in my jammies by 6pm with a cup of tea and some Netflix or a book. Plans aren’t made

I am almost 30 years past high school. Never went to a reunion, though. In those early years it was because I was still overweight/didn’t have a great job/wasn’t married/still harbored a seething resenment towards some classmates and didn’t want to face everyone. In other words, I was still very insecure. But now? I’m

We’re all primates, and yes, primates have picked stuff off each other for millions of years, but a tv show about it? Sure, we’ve evolved, but not as much as we think.