Choosing beggars. Bartender edition.

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LPT: After a miscarriage, do a few online searches for "where to buy cute dog clothes" so instead of being targeted with ads that remind you of your loss, you will be comforted by cats in tuxedos and puppies in panda costumes

One of the hardest parts can be waiting for your feed to catch up. Even with ad block, some social media will offer painful reminders of what you just lost. After all, it is a huge industry. A few quick searches in all engines for your favorite animal in cute outfits with a "where to buy" so the algorithm is sure to pay attention- and before you know it, you've got your own traveling r/aww Note: this works even if you're not grieving and just want a less horrible ad experience online.*

Edit: spelling of Aww :)

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Recently captured footage of a black hole being washed

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I made this at work, nobody got it. I thought it was genius.

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A graduating class from Harvard med school

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Everyone likes to talk about how smart their kid is; how dumb is yours?

Thanks to all, this has been heaps of fun.

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Only in the twisted world of the Left is this a bad thing

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TIFU by not knocking on my own front door.

With a 15yo boy in the house, my husband and I have grown used to the ×knock knock× ×laptop screen slam× "juST A MINUTE!" ×scramble scramble× "...ok" dance. We have grown used to silently replenishing his room with tissues almost daily. We have grown used to herding the two younger ones to the downstairs bathroom while they wonder why their brother is taking so long in the shower. We have even grown used to the occasional tightly bundled sheets or towels in the laundry hamper with a sticky note on top reading "wash separately".

We did not anticipate that the minute everyone else was out of the house, the living room would become fair game. Having driven halfway down the block without my phone, I decided to just walk back to my house because parking in my weird driveway takes more time than the walk. I unlocked and opened the front door in the span of a couple of seconds. This was my mistake. How could I be so careless as to expect to be able to just open my own front door? What was I thinking? I should have knocked. I should have pointedly jangled my keys for 30 seconds before unlocking the door. I should have worn a cowbell.

Anything to prevent me from seeing my darling offspring, my beautiful baby boy, my only son, pants down, humping the couch through a strategically placed towel. WHY?

Tldr: found out in the worst possible way that my teenage son is having an affair with my couch. At least he used protection.

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Kevin harasses man on running track

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