By Bex98 - 11/01/2016 08:17 - United States - San Francisco

You have looked through 5 pages of the website. That’s a start.
Editing your comments can help you avoid embarrassment, and it might make you seem smarter.
It’s nice of you to help us sort out the submissions, using FML’s moderate feature.
You checked out the profile page belonging to one of the last people to have a look at your profile.
You used FML’s private messaging service for the first time. Will they reply? Wait and see…
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Reading the comment rules is a really good idea. This badge is sponsored by Alan, our moderator.
You commented on an FML between 1 and 3 a.m.
You've commented on an FML that you sent in
You commented on an FML between 6 and 7 a.m.
Your FML account is now linked to your Facebook account.
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This is now the third time you’ve changed your profile pic.
200 "I agree" votes is a good start.
You have put three pictures on your profile, but not necessarily pictures of your profile.
You’ve used your thumb on 1000 comments.
You’ve filled out the necessary details. Having done so will be much appreciated.
You submitted an FML, that was subsequently published, and statistically this makes you an exceptional person.
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Love knows no boundaries. You’ve already added 50 FMLs to your favourites list!
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You have voted for 15% of the entire collection of FMLs to date.
Brandon may have an FML, but he ended up marrying Jessica. You found this out by reading “FML, the follow up.”
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See, son, moderating FMLs is like a marathon.
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Clicking to reply to a comment is a worthy thing to do. To do so without getting buried afterwards is even worthier.
Not one, not two, but 50 pages of the Intimacy category read. No comment.
You have shared 20 FMLs on Twitter, your followers love you and we understand why.
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You made your 500th "You deserved it" vote.
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In "Moderate the FMLs", you voted Yes on a story that was subsequently published. Well done!
There were only 100 numbered VDM diaries for 2011/2012. I've got one.
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100 of your comments are neither buried or moderated. Popular is your middle name!
By Bex98 - 11/01/2016 08:17 - United States - San Francisco
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So, this is my FML. I'm not sure if it's verified, because I keep forgetting my passwords. Like a complete ******* haha. But anyways, this answer was prompted because I asked the server to describe the alfredo sauce, and she said: "It's creamy and white." Also, the FML about the veteran and his pickup line was also mine a few months ago, and of course I didn't have an account when I posted then either. Also, my brother did not willingly hang out with me haha. My family and a few other families were travelling together, and the teenagers, who all happened to be friends of my brother, went to eat together.