Wait, what? Not in the same room? Off to the Google!

That's unpossible.

Mr. WIn finally condescended to talk to me. He vanished in late October. The divorce is “all [my] fault,” nothing to do with him, even though he vanished, ghosted after 17 years with obvious pre-planning. Moved money into new bank accounts, bought a $37,000 new car(!) and cut me off, even had his bitch mother steal my…

There are *so many* things to call him! Narcissistic hosebag, conceited windbag, gaseous asshole, obnoxious loudmouth . . .

Methinks you are giving them too much credit — I highly doubt they would take that message and put it into use.

For some insane reason I read this as Jim “Gaffigan” is still running . . . Oh, man, a stressed brain is not smart.

My cat HATED it, but she also hated being brushed and had fur about 5-6 inches long, there was no way around it sometimes. I recommend help, leather gloves and locking yourself into a small room like a bathroom, where the cat can’t hide. Oh, and even if you have to stop halfway through a mat it might still fall off…

They work wonders if your pet gets a mat, too.

My god, when I think of all the good such money could do helping people or animals or the environment or pretty much anything other than rich people getting outrageous rich people shit. I may have to go vomit and then go to bed. SMDH.

Fuck, I just got 27 rolls at Target for $16.14 after my cartwheel 5%. Then I got my Red Card 5%. (Plus tax.) I cannot even with $275 GOOP (my god, I hate her pompous ass) approved TP.

I had a whole rant, but . . . I can’t even.

Is this theit stepmom? Wouldn’t surprise me. I cannot even with this whine.

Mad Dogs. It is wtf over the top. I loved it.

So, I used her “Honest” toilet paper once, but only because I found it in the parking lot because someone had left it on the bottom of their cart and I saw it in the cart corral (three carts in.) I was broke as a joke so that find was awesome, but the TP wasn't that great. I wouldn’t ever buy her stuff. I read she…

I tried to help a mom at JFK with her two small kids and car seats and was soundly rebuffed. Rebuked, actually. So . . . Maybe people are afraid. I'm sorry no one tried to help you. People are strange.

I tried to help a mom with her two (small) kids and a car seat at JFK (from MSP) and she was having none of it. Anecdote, but I guess I’ll just back off from now on. Sorry about it.

PREACH. I was once stuck in the very last row (I.e. No recline) between my giant (6'4") soon-to-be-ex and a much larger man who put the armrest up even after I put it down. Uh, NO large stranger. You suck. I did not enjoy being wedged up against you. Thank goddess for Xanax, I was so smart to save that one for the…

I'll just leave this here.