I love to travel. It’s my favorite thing in the world. But still, there’s few things sweeter than using your own toilet after being somewhere else for a couple of weeks. Going to sleep in your own bed is a close second.

This may just be me, but I tend to find the moment when I get home after a vacation to be one of the sweetest pleasures in life. There’s just nothing that can beat just loading up my PS4, and my own bed after not having slept on it for x amount of days. That being said, I do take some steps to ensure this particular…

Pretty sure boycotting Subway is its own reward.

“Now stop pressing those keys and pet me!”

There is absolutely not a section of “frozen peas”. Fake story, bad graphics, 3/10. 

Dear Claire,

“Here is a video tape I’ve had for a very long time of R Kelly having sex with the youth. I don’t know how I got it! I’ve had it for years and I just COINCIDENTALLY happened upon it at this perfect time!”

He frightened me in the interview.  If anyone wondered what these girls and young women went through, we got a pretty good look at it.

He needs to calm down and stop being so emotional. :)

Hang on, you wrote an entire article saying he shouldn’t be disclosing these things...and then you embed the tweet like that isn’t amplifying the very thing you just said should be kept under wraps?

“I want chicken nuggets and a beer”

That’s funny, I would’ve wanted to strangle him ;-)

Especially when it is about our menstruation pain, it is often dismissed, if men were to experience it they would be given PTO no questions asked.

I’m disappointed that I didn’t get to make this joke, happy that someone else did, and terrified that you are on my same wavelength.

Frosted Quakes?!

My former sister in law was a nurse. She was on the fence about vaccinations. She bought a book about it that was actually science based and of course told her to vaccinate but she didn’t like the book because it apparently wasn’t balanced. God it was so annoying to try to keep a straight face when she told me that.

You guys are lucky. The only invisible thing my 2-year-old sees is the "scary cow" that lives on the ceiling.

This happened a couple of weeks ago with my three-year old, while driving to the grocery store.

Whatever. Kids are fucking liars.