There are two kinds of people: those who would have sex with the Fish Man, and those who are lying to themselves
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We’d all take a diseased pile of feces ahead of 45. Uncle Joe can still fuck directly off and stop trying to make things about him.
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Considering the dragging last few seasons of Housewives (except Dallas), watching this episode was like breathing in a gulp of fresh, cocaine-laced mountain air. Read more

At first he acted all cool and goofy and it was clear that this was his MO, and then five minutes later he threw a fit and told me to fuck off. Read more

I went from using the same three products a day to literally having an entire cabinet worth of serums and masks and treatments and makeup in the last year. I think it’s just grown out of my need to de-stress and put down my phone and just concentrate on me? Anyway, I want to like glossier but I’ve just found too many… Read more

my last name means “be quiet” in Hebrew.
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If true that I hogged the mic at my friend’s karaoke birthday party, and in fact sang so many songs that I was the last person in the room while a nice man turned on the lights and began clearing our glasses, that would be unacceptable behavior—but I’d need to know who your sources are. Read more

“Swipe left if u can’t handle a guy with opinions” is a fucking gift, straight from the ass’ mouth. Read more

Poor Rand Paul; yet another victim of The Bowling Green Massacre. Read more

Your last sentence, which made it seem like this public speaking course was pretty useless, actually forms the basis of where I draw my confidence from when I speak in public: I tell myself that everyone is on my side, supporting me, and wants me to do well: the listeners are nothing but friendly faces who are 100%… Read more

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Thank you, this was a wonderful piece. I live further north in VA and grew up with, and still see fireflies, not as many but they are still there. I did learn something from the piece as well - I didn’t know they ate snails. We have (had) so many snails and slugs that I started putting down a natural slug/snail… Read more

I’m from the “other side of the hill” in NC. Our problem is a little different. My beloved region is being “loved to death”. Traffic is becoming a real issue, parking downtown is nearly impossible, and with creeping realization, we are turning my beloved mountains into places like Boulder, Moab, or Bozeman. “Worker… Read more

I grew up on the outskirts of a rural town, on a street where it’s still pitch black at night, and you can see the stars. I’ve lived in cities the last few years and sometimes I have to take a break because everything is too close together, so I go home and sit in my driveway with a cat and look up. Read more

Phewww this had me in tears! Beautiful piece. Read more

I grew up near Knoxville and the Smokies are so overwhelmingly linked to my identity. We used to drive up and play at the Chimney’s picnic ground in the creek, which at least back then was pretty much locals only. The whole Pigeon Forge strip, which was still a tourist trap but a lot smaller and more exotic 20 years… Read more

Ellie, Read more