Russian blue.

As a peewee mom, I would actually think this had more to do with the coach having the team do more practices than allowed, so his team could be the best. We've had problems with this here.

How much money does that kid have? At his age, the most I could afford to buy as a gift was a pack of gum.

I worked with a girl who was pretty hot, and she made up a fiancé just to keep the guys away. So, she just might not be that into you.

Ok, on the juice one...sometimes the first ingredient is water, and the rest is 100% juice. Which, as a mom, I don't mind. I only know this because I also scratched my head on that one before I read the label.

Damn muggles always trying to come up with ways to rationalize the strange occurrences all around them. If only they knew....

I wish I lived somewhere where driving on the freeway didn't require constant use of brakes. Must be nice to not always be in traffic.

I can appreciate the sentiment that women shouldn't have to cover up to be out in society. But the fact of the matter is, every culture has their standards of professional/unprofessional attire...for men and women. And while defiant teenage girls and young women have been pushing boundaries from the beginning of time (and with some obvious successes), they should know that micro skirts/shorts and skimpy camisoles just aren't appropriate at work or school. And if these girls want to stand up to The Man, fine. But they should be prepared to accept their forthcoming reprimand.

You really shouldn't refrigerate bananas.

When I was in my bone-thin skinny phase in high school (damn over active metabolism), I had a few guys tell me to my face that they think skinny girls are unattractive, and only date girls with curves. And I wasn't even interested in these guys!

I had a physics teacher who once told us that what we learn in class in no way correlates to what is on the tests. We would have to study for them on our own time. I have no clue how I passed that class.

Story of my life.

My kids aren't that lucky. I just give them a hard stare directly in their eyes and gently shake my head. I've mastered "The Look", and I'm pleased with the results.

My mom is the "complicated order" person. She once made a server cry. My mom is super nice and respectful, but she knows what she wants and expects to get what she pays for. I always just want to crawl under the table. I'm sure they spit in our food.