I went to visit my mom in Southern California a few weeks ago (I’m in NorCal). She. Still. Has. A. Lawn.

laughing at “voodoo math”

The range of bras I’ve owned spans from 36AA to a 30C. This is all in my adult life, so things aren’t really changing too much right now.

I have a set of tits and I cannot comprehend how the size is calculated. Every brand of bra I’ve ever worn is a different size. I know my physical measurements but it never matches what the size on the label says.

Me three! I also have a few different strains of good pot!

Does this mean you won’t be at his show next Saturday?

That's a winning cards against humanity combination.

I call myself a people person.

Think... Cringe.... tomato, tomatoe.

I fucking love my soda stream. Best money I’ve ever spent on a kitchen gadget. You can also take the empty cartridges back to various stores and exchange it for $15. I usually take it to my local hardware store, but I recently discovered that I can use my Bed Bath and Beyond coupons for Soda Stream swaps....

Ohhh, I just downloaded her audiobook. I’m very excited for it!

For some reason my mind continues to be blown by how selfish some people are. Quickly followed by feeling thankful that I am not, and will never be, friends with somebody like this.

That’s what I came here to say. Although one could argue they’re the same thing.

Yep. I drew the longest straw every damn time.

I suppose this is an appropriate time to share this story.

Ah, gotcha. Thanks for the insight. I hang dry a lot of my clothing too, although I do it inside on a rack. It’s mostly tshirts and whatnot so they don’t get crinkly. The apartment building I live in has laundry onsite. I hang dry enough stuff so I can fit 2 loads of wash into 1 dryer. At $3.50 to wash and dry one…

Why do the baby clothes need to be ironed? I’m asking this as a genuine question from a person who wears wrinkled clothes and doesn’t have kids, not as a criticism or attack on how you spend your time.

That was my thought too! Get off of your bored lazy ass and help your migraine riddled wife with some of the chores! I wonder if he actually ate dinner that night or just whined that he’s hungry.

I think you’re on to something. I will take your suggestion under advisement.

Walking on the wrong side of the sidewalk is one of my biggest peeves. Stick to your side, people!