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Roots, Hachi, Up, This is Where I Leave You. I'm a walking mess though so I'm not real sure my opinion should count.

19 yrs in Missouri.

I hated school when I was in middle school. Hated it. It was the worst. I'm not a graceful person either, and my trips to the ER for x-rays were somewhat frequent. So I figured I could get put of math class by making myself trip and convincing my mom that I needed to wait and see… Read More

It's a gradual thing. If you hate mushrooms, mince them and add them to a pasta sauce, gradually you'll be able to tolerate larger pieces and then grow to like them. Find something that compliments the flavor. If you hate vegetable in general, try cooking them different ways. Vegetable… Read More

One time we were at a sanctuary and a nine month old giraffe headbutted my sister so hard that she temporarily blacked out. It was the funniest thing I've ever seen. (She was fine. The giraffe just didn't like her hat)

There's this movie called Hobo with a Shotgun. And I had to shut it off because it was so bad. It was essentially about a homeless man who is driven to violence after seeing how the homeless community is treated in his town. They were beaten, hit with hammers, had their fingers/toes/hands… Read More

I had a pretty princess diary and I found it the other day. The first entry starts like this, "My heart is black with evil, grotesque in ways unthought..." and continues on for eight whole pages. I'm not sure what made me write that, but I was a fairly strange child, to say the least.… Read More

I work at a water front restaurant. I card anyone who looks younger than my mother. I have groups of 15-20 people come in, and when I try to card the younger people in the group, I'm almost always threatened by their parents. "We're their parents, they don't need an ID, they're old… Read More

I worked in a little pizza place when I was 17. I had a customer get upset that we could put tuna or salmon on a pizza for his cats, but he settled for salami. After that, he asked me if I wanted to go home with him to meet his cats. I politely declined and served him his pizza. He… Read More

We don't serve fries where I work. We never have. One day I was serving a group of two couples, and all of them wanted fries instead of chips. I said we don't serve fries after each one gave their order and asked for them. The last order, a rather rude man, claimed that he knew we… Read More