Yesterday (Saturday). My husband being his usual back seat driver self telling me how to drive and mansplaining me.

Crawl up my pantleg and bite me three times. Ticks are someone to somebody, rite

Breathing 😆🤣

My roommate not bothering cleaning up his hair pieces in the tub after taking a shower. Like, seriously? Clean up after yourself, dude!

when they were wrong about something, but not just wrong but confidently dead wrong about it, like they were spewing absolute hot garbage they knew nothing about

I don't remember

Stabb me

A young urban rebel wealthy enough to drive a Porsche at night with a modified exhaust. Let's say if it were legal and I would own a .50 BMG sniper gun that engine would now be waste metal.

That anon that asked "where do you live" on here a while back.

..why did they do that?