Articles by Sarah D. Bunting
Sars Dear,
In that same vein [as Sick Of Personal Questions], one of the things I truly hate from people is the overwhelming urge they seem to have to touch a pregnant woman’s stomach. As if …
Dear fellow cat slave,
I have a problem, and I was hoping that between you and your illustrious felines, you might help me see my way through it. My problem is this: I’ve been with Bear …
Dear Sarah,
My mother did the exact same thing Lucy’s mom did to her. Only she had two more kids with the new man and decided that the mistake she had made in high school (i.e. …
Hey Sars,
For the last 20 minutes or so I have been reading the Vine and thinking to myself, hmm, maybe I should run my issues past Sarah! So what do you know, I open up …
Sars,
Have I got one for you…
My ex’s current girlfriend is semi-stalking me online. Okay, so stalking might not be the best term, but basically she’s sent me harassing emails, somehow found out my instant messenger …
Here’s my story:
I recently moved from NYC to Southern California.While in NYC, I had a triangle friendship with two others (guy and a girl — no pizza place).Everything was cool until I developed feelings for …
I’ve never understood picky eaters. I’ll eat anything — and I mean anything. I’ve always eaten anything and everything, even as a little kid; I knew from reading the comics pages that kids as a …
“Man-made leather” is not leather. It has very little to do with man, or any real “making” as we understand the word. It is not pleather; it is not vinyl; it is not plastic, or …
Sarah: So you just left?
Regina: Yeah.
Sarah: Just grabbed your bag and —
Regina: Hell yeah!
Sarah: No explanation. Nothing.
Regina: Dude. He ordered a girl drink. It’s not like I could stay there.
Sarah: What kind of girl drink?
Regina: …
I try not to get snitty about the crappy English usage of other people. I breathe in through my nostrils and slowly out again with my mouth shaped like an “o,” reminding myself that not …