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'Tis the season for grinning and bearing it.
Whoo...hoo.
"Remember the year Pop-Pop gave you a concussion? Good times."
If you look closely, you can see the heartless jerk locking the door with the key fob.
"THIS ISN'T EVEN TWO-PLY!"
There is SO MUCH pressure to like your gifts that it feels like diamonds are being made in your stomach.
"OH GOD OH GOD. WHAT IF IT'S AN ITEM OF CLOTHING I'D NEVER WEAR AND WILL NOW BE FORCED TO WEAR EVERY SINGLE TIME I SEE THIS RELATIVE UNTIL NEXT YEAR WHEN THEY GIVE ME SOMETHING WORSE?"
"I...love the effort you put into whatever this is!"
"What's wrong with them? Wait, what's wrong with me?!"
Even though you spent hours practicing that smile in the mirror.
After all, it'd be way worse to not get anything at all, right?
Keep the salt for yourself. It's better for everyone that way.