“This is me, posing for my father on a Sunday morning, shortly after he separated from my mom. He let me wear whatever I wanted and do whatever I wanted with my hair (opportunities that I made the most of). For some reason, he thought it’d be a good idea to take pictures of me standing in front of a dumpster. I have a whole set of these. I guess he was a bit depressed…”
(submitted by Lucia)
She couldn’t understand why Snuffy was always trying to smoke his treats.
(submitted by Jackie)
Every time she tries to get out, they keep pulling her back in.
(submitted by Nicki)
She was reconsidering the extensions.
(submitted by Anna)
“Bennie, we are sure, grows thumbs when we leave him. He has separation anxiety and he hates being left alone so he managed to push open a window on the second floor and scale up to the peak of the third floor. He was looking for his “people!”
(submitted by Cathie)
You should see their diagram for tomato and tomahto.
(submitted by Durby)
Say hello to her little friends.
(submitted by Sophie)
“This is a photo of my sister camping in Hana, Hawaii. We lived there during our ‘awkward’ phase of 12-14. Family friends, who didn’t have children of their own, decided it would be a good idea to take 5 girls camping ages 9-13. Notice the lovely Christmas nightshirt my sister thought she should wear camping in July. She also is wearing the same braid that my mother put her hair in 4 days earlier. Jen was so filthy I think my mom burned her nightshirt when we got home.”
(submitted by Shauna)
“This photo was taken at a stand in a local mall some time in the early ’90s. It is me, my grandma and grandpa. We were totally impressed with the technology that they used to make people look as though they were ACTUALLY in a JAR!’
(submitted by April)
The dress isn’t supposed to wear you.
(submitted by Zara)