Luckily for Uber drivers, if they develop a crush on a customer, they already know where they live. A friend of Redditor Wodlesan's ordered an Uber, and not only received a drive home and (probably) 5 stars, but a big-ass bouquet that comes off as creepy.

The driver left flowers and a note where he last left her. The card reads:

[Name] it was a wonderful pleasure meeting you yesterday, I hope your day went well and I would love to take you out for dinner at Gyu kaku japanese BBQ brookline

While it would be a romantic gesture in a movie, it's a wee bit invasive seeing as it took looking at customer service information to pull off, and based on her reaction, she didn't give him any cues. She writes on Facebook:

THIS IS BY FAR THE WORST UBER EXPERIENCE OF MY LIFE

I come home from work and find these at my doorstep. Hunting down my home address because you were my uber driver to send me flowers is not fucking "romantic" or whatever the fuck you call it. IT'S FUCKING CREEPY AS ALL HELL'S FUCKS. WHAT IN THE ACTUAL FUCK. What the fuck do I do?!?!??!?!! Help me

Friends commented on the post with variations of "What...da...FUCK?!" but many Nice Guys on Reddit didn't understand why the gesture would be an issue. Wodlesan explained in the thread:

Every single girl that I personally know who experienced this type of interaction has been invariably creeped out by it. One that immediately comes to mind was a RN who received a delivery of roses and a similar card—to the hospital floor that we worked on—from a patient that she took care of for one day. She had a fun time responding to "Those are lovely! Did your boyfriend get you those?" for the rest of that shift.

Only the NSA should get to mine customers' private information for their desired ends.

Kesha may still be embroiled in a protracted legal and PR battle with her former producer/alleged abuser Dr. Luke, but she's not letting it stop her from being the best Kesha she can be. And anyone who knows the singer knows that that includes her eclectic personal style, which has featured looks from the classic…

…to the niche.

But whether she has fake blood dripping from her mouth or not, one style decision Kesha has mostly kept is her signature blonde hair. But while performing at a Planned Parenthood benefit on Thursday, Kesha debuted a radically different hairstyle—one that shows her growing maturity as an artist and woman.

That's some silver-ass hair right there! Maybe she wants to start a new "grandmacore" trend. Or maybe she just likes it. Which would make sense, because it looks pretty great.

Kesha also shared a message on Instagram to reflect on the significance Planned Parenthood has had in her life. It manages to be even more inspirational than her new dye job.

Way to go Kesha. You can pinch our cheeks any day.

Wouldn't dating be so much easier if there were no unknowns, just non-negotiable rules? One eighth grade girl had the brilliant idea of simplifying all the possible "what ifs" by drawing up a contract that clearly states what her man (boy) is and isn't allowed to do within the confines of their relationship.

The printed contract, found in a middle school and tweeted by a man named Max Linsky, has some very specific mandates for going steady. While it does not appear to be legally binding, there's no doubt that the author's got a wonderful career as a lawyer ahead of her.

The contract reads:

Terms and conditions

You cannot talk hoes.

You have to talk to me all the time.

You have to give me a lot of hugs.

You have to buy me food.

You can't break my heart because if you break my heart, I break your face.

You can't break up with me I break up with you, if we have problems we will resolve them.

You can't hug these hoes.

You can fist bump these hoes that's it.

You can't be looking at these hoes.

I agree with the terms and conditions

This contract is very clear, and not at all open to interpretation, especially with regards to the talking to and looking at of "hoes." Looks like she's got all her bases covered, including provisions for meals. (He buys, case closed). There's no reason to think this wouldn't hold up in a court of dating law.

BuzzFeed is reporting the existence of perhaps the most shocking image you've ever seen, and it's The Mountain from Game of Thrones back when he was not a mountain at all. He was not even a bunny hill. He was more like a bunny.

Current Mountain

But before he began the diet of 14 eggs per day (as a snack) that turned him into the world's third strongest man, the now 27-year-old Hafþór Júlíus Björnsson played pro hoops in Iceland. He looked, um, really different.

Mountain circa 2006

That young mountain boy on the left weighs 230 pounds and stands 6-foot 9-inches tall. Even though in comparison to current Mountain he looks tiny, he was still kind of huge. He's still presumably 6'9" unless he rage-shrunk, but now he's around 400 pounds of pure, terrifying muscle.

According to GQ, Björnsson started making the transition from baller to monsta after an ankle injury. He started to rehab and kind of just never stopped. Someone tell him it's time to stop.

You know how if you see someone cry at a wedding, you start to cry also? No? What are you, some kind of psychopath? Look, it's a well-known fact that the sign of any good wedding is a sobbing groom, who, in turn, makes the bride cry, who then gets the bridal party crying, and soon everybody, maybe even including the officiant, is crying. When the wedding turns into a hysterical, hiccuping mess of snot and tears, that's how you know the love is real.

That's exactly what happened when 25-year-old groom Gabriel Deku first laid eyes on his bride, Annabella, 24, as she made her way down the aisle at their wedding in St. Martin In The Fields Church at Trafalgar Square. Apparently the Londoner had made a bet with his mom that he wouldn't cry, and boy howdy did he lose the hell out of that bet.

Deku told the Daily Mail, "Seeing her there, I suddenly felt a big appreciation of what I actually have. Knowing that I’m in a relationship like that made me really overjoyful—where someone loves me unconditionally." He added, "She looked so beautiful. We have different characters; she is actually the more emotional one in the relationship, while I was trying to be the hard man. I kept saying, I’m not going to cry." Well, take a look at the video to see how well that plan worked out for him.

Deku's best man (and the person who introduced the couple to one another four years ag0) Tolu Ige managed to keep himself together while giving the groom a pep talk, saying: "Come on, stand up, stand up. This is your moment, man. You look at her. You stand up and you look at your wife. You look her in the eye." Ugh, way to just make it worse, dude.

In the description for the video on Vimeo, the couple's wedding photographer, John De Rienzo of De Rienzo Films, wrote "This has to be one of the most heartfelt, emotional bridal entrances we have ever filmed." ​A tweet of their wedding entrance has since been retweeted over 31,000 times, probably mostly by women who are using it as a training video for their grooms-to-be.

The case of Brock Turner pretty much sucks in all ways. In what many are calling a complete failure of our justice system, Turner was only given a six month sentence after he was found guilty of raping an unconscious woman behind a dumpster. Since the initial ruling, it was announced that the Stanford athlete will most likely only be serving three out of the six months in his sentence as long as he keeps a clean disciplinary record while in jail, and since there are no unconscious girls there for him to rape, he will mostly get away with it.

If anything good at all could come out of this completely heartbreaking case, it is that so many have rallied around the woman whom Brock brutally assaulted, standing in solidarity with her and offering their support. Among them is Vice President Joe Biden, who wrote a powerful open letter to the victim. Following in her footsteps, the Vice President sent his letter to BuzzFeed. Here is his letter, which was originally published by BuzzFeed News, in full.

An Open Letter to a Courageous Young Woman

I do not know your name — but your words are forever seared on my soul. Words that should be required reading for men and women of all ages.

Words that I wish with all of my heart you never had to write.

I am in awe of your courage for speaking out — for so clearly naming the wrongs that were done to you and so passionately asserting your equal claim to human dignity.

And I am filled with furious anger — both that this happened to you and that our culture is still so broken that you were ever put in the position of defending your own worth.

It must have been wrenching — to relive what he did to you all over again. But you did it anyway, in the hope that your strength might prevent this crime from happening to someone else. Your bravery is breathtaking.

You are a warrior — with a solid steel spine.

I do not know your name — but I know that a lot of people failed you that terrible January night and in the months that followed.

Anyone at that party who saw that you were incapacitated yet looked the other way and did not offer assistance. Anyone who dismissed what happened to you as “just another crazy night.” Anyone who asked “what did you expect would happen when you drank that much?” or thought you must have brought it on yourself.

You were failed by a culture on our college campuses where one in five women is sexually assaulted — year after year after year. A culture that promotes passivity. That encourages young men and women on campuses to simply turn a blind eye.

The statistics on college sexual assault haven’t gone down in the past two decades. It’s obscene, and it’s a failure that lies at all our feet.

And you were failed by anyone who dared to question this one clear and simple truth: Sex without consent is rape. Period. It is a crime.

I do not know your name — but thanks to you, I know that heroes ride bicycles.

Those two men who saw what was happening to you — who took it upon themselves to step in — they did what they instinctually knew to be right.

They did not say “It’s none of my business.”

They did not worry about the social or safety implications of intervening, or about what their peers might think.

Those two men epitomize what it means to be a responsible bystander.

To do otherwise — to see an assault about to take place and do nothing to intervene — makes you part of the problem.

Like I tell college students all over this country — it’s on us. All of us.

We all have a responsibility to stop the scourge of violence against women once and for all.

I do not know your name — but I see your unconquerable spirit.

I see the limitless potential of an incredibly talented young woman — full of possibility. I see the shoulders on which our dreams for the future rest.

I see you.

You will never be defined by what the defendant’s father callously termed “20 minutes of action.”

His son will be.

I join your global chorus of supporters, because we can never say enough to survivors: I believe you. It is not your fault.

What you endured is never, never, never, NEVER a woman’s fault.

And while the justice system has spoken in your particular case, the nation is not satisfied.

And that is why we will continue to speak out.

We will speak to change the culture on our college campuses — a culture that continues to ask the wrong questions: What were you wearing?

Why were you there? What did you say? How much did you drink?

Instead of asking: Why did he think he had license to rape?

We will speak out against those who seek to engage in plausible deniability. Those who know that this is happening, but don’t want to get involved. Who believe that this ugly crime is “complicated.”

We will speak of you — you who remain anonymous not only to protect your identity, but because you so eloquently represent “every woman.”

We will make lighthouses of ourselves, as you did — and shine.

Your story has already changed lives.

You have helped change the culture.

You have shaken untold thousands out of the torpor and indifference towards sexual violence that allows this problem to continue.

Your words will help people you have never met and never will.

You have given them the strength they need to fight.

And so, I believe, you will save lives.

I do not know your name — but I will never forget you.

The millions who have been touched by your story will never forget you.

And if everyone who shared your letter on social media, or who had a private conversation in their own homes with their daughters and sons, draws upon the passion, the outrage, and the commitment they feel right now the next time there is a choice between intervening and walking away — then I believe you will have helped to change the world for the better.

While she plays a lightsaber-wielding badass in space (with parentage that will hopefully be revealed in Episode VIII), Daisy Ridley experiences very real health issues on earth. The beautiful new star of Star Warsshared a clay mask selfie and her story of her health issues to encourage people to get help they need, and to also show how she's down-to-earth even if she's famous for fighting in space.

Ridley has Polycystic Ovary Syndrome, which can cause chronic pain and bad skin. "I can safely say feeling so self conscious has left my confidence in tatters. I hate wearing make up but I currently don't want to leave the house without it on," she writes, continuing:

HOWEVER PROGRESS IS BEING MADE! (With some help from a dermatologist and cutting out dairy (waah, except for spontaneous ice creams) and cutting down sugar (bigger waah but gotta do what you've gotta do)). Finally. Finally. (Throughout all this I've only had people being wonderful and encouraging and occasionally making me realise I'm being ridiculous and there's more to life).

Fans on Instagram were very moved, sharing their own struggles in the comments.

Ridley encourages fans and followers to seek the help they need:

My point is, to any of you who are suffering with anything, go to a doctor; pay for a specialist; get your hormones tested, get allergy testing; keep on top of how your body is feeling and don't worry about sounding like a hypochondriac. From your head to the tips of your toes we only have one body, let us all make sure ours our working in tip top condition, and take help if it's needed.

Take care of yourself, so you can take care of the galaxy.

Being a songwriter, Blake Shelton sure has a way with words. From the man who brought you the songs "Cotton Pickin' Time" and "Kiss My Country Ass" comes a flurry of bizarre tweets against some stupid rando who dare say she doesn't like his music. Although she woman has since deleted the rude tweets that instigated Shelton's take down, Entertainment Tonight was able to get a hold of what she said.

It all started when tweeter @LoriDBaker reached out to Shelton and said, "@blakeshelton I ‘used to love you’ not so much anymore. I turn off the radio at work when any of ur songs come on. Can’t stand u anymore." Of course, "Used to Love You" is the name of girlfriend's Gwen Stefani's new song. Sick burn, Lori. This is how Shelton responded, with the sarcasm power of 100 teenaged girls:

@LoriDBaker, for whatever reason, decided to fire back at the country star for all this devout 17.3 million Twitter followers to see. She responded by saying that Shelton had "changed and not in a good way." Shelton, not giving a f-ck about some lady and her dumb opinions, then responded with this Tweet:

He also added:

After another exchange with the now infamous @LoriDBaker, Shelton decided to block the user and go to bed:

Wait, he had one more thing to say even weirder than the Pringles comment before he put this whole Twitter argument behind him:

A warm cup of...camel balls? A cup of them? Is this a drink? Did he mean these weird disgusting gumballs called Camel Balls? Wow, that is definitely a creative way to tell your haters to suck it. Maybe he should write a song about it.

Meet Todd. He owns Tykables, the world's first (probably) nursery store for adults.

The store, which opened in April in suburban Mt. Prospect, Illinois, sells Tykables brand adult diapers, which Todd says is for both incontinent adults and—more importantly—for people who identify as for “ABDL” or “Adult Baby Diaper Lovers.” That's a sexual fetish where adults put on diapers and pretend to be babies. Sorry if you've never heard of this before and are now disgusted, or congratulations if you've never heard of this before and have just discovered that this is what you're into.

Within the four walls of Tykables (that name, OMG), Todd promises you will find:

A 7.5 foot crib

"You will definitely need help getting into this," Todd explains in a YouTube video announcing the store's arrival.

A 5.5 foot rocking horse.

An adult-sized high chair.

And, the piss-de-resistence, the 6ft diaper tower.

Todd says the main thrust of the store is to sell these diapers for both medical and sexual needs (whats the difference, amirite?), but it is also to create a fun space for the fetishists because "not everybody has access to a nursery."

Unsurprisingly, some of the residents of Mt. Prospect, either disturbed by the store or horrified by their newly-discovered sexual fetish, are demanding the nursery be shut down.

Tuesday night, dozens of locals came out to a village meeting to complain about Todd's space.

One man said, “It’s hard for us to swallow in this community.” Lol cool choice of words, dude.

Another woman spoke up saying, “He’s getting his party go in there, and we’re supposed to sit back and watch.”

The woman's fear is unfounded, however, as they keep the door to Tykables locked tight and the windows shuttered, and you can only get in by appointment. So if you really want to be a voyeur to this party, you better call ahead.

Despite these residents tantrum, Tykables is apparently there to stay. All the confused sexual rage from these complainers went nowhere because no actual sex goes down at Tykables. Just consensual bottle feeding and teddy bear cuddling.

As a village official presiding over the town meeting declared, Tykables is “a business that many people find at best distasteful, but that is legal.”

Game of Thrones spoilers below. Come on, catch up on the show already.

The Game of Thronessubreddit has been predictably abuzz in the weeks between the new season's episodes. But the interminable flames of hype are only fanned when actors foolishly respond to crazed Internet speculators. That's what's happening to this theory, put forth by b_walker08.

The above image is a preview from HBO for the upcoming episode, and the redditor shared it with the caption: "Probably just seeing things, but this silhouette looks quite familiar..."

He's implying that that silhouette is none other than Syrio "Just So" Forel, Arya's irascible "water dancing" instructor who ran her very first prep course for the bloodthirsty-revenge assassin SATs.

This would just be some random speculation based on a curly fro if not for one Miltos Yerolemou, the man who played Syrio Forel. Someone tweeted at him and he answered the call like the reckless hypebeast his character wasn't.

A tweeter links to a YouTube video in a message to Yerolemou, in which an interviewer says Syrio has a connection to the Faceless Men. In the video, the actor responds "yes," before saying "no," before saying "I don't know." Honestly, it really seems like he has no idea.

But don't let that stop your hype. Four emojis are as much proof as anyone needs to say, definitely, that Syrio Forel is back, he is one and the same as Jaquen H'ghar, and both of them are Benjen Stark. Long live King Rickon. See you next episode.

This video of an egg-sized, black goo-filled cyst being removed from a person's scalp—with some of the scalp coming off with it—is maybe the most disgusting cyst removal video ever, and here at Someecards, we know from cyst removal videos. The cyst is so big that its victim had to wear a hat every day to cover it. You'll believe that.

Even Sandra Lee, AKA Dr. Pimple Popper—who usually isn't phased by giant cysts at all—called this "one of the most disturbing cysts I [have] removed." She wrote in her YouTube caption:

It's when I cut into it later that I was shocked to find that the contents were a thick very dark liquid. If that had broken while I was still removing it, that would have made an enormous mess. That's a little disturbing to me and I'm so thankful that I removed it intact!

You're probably thankful too.

Somewhere deep in her Momager lair, Kris Jenner almost certainly has an alarm that sounds when one of her brood hasn't gotten enough Internet attention recently. Then the clan likely breaks out the Kardashian-Jenner Emergency Social Media Procedures Manual* that details quick ways to get "them hits," presumably by selecting one of the options from this list:

• Feud
• Nude selfie
• No-makeup something
• Relationship drama
• Hair change

Well, Kendall Jenner apparently hasn't been in the news enough, because she just did the last one. On Friday, Kendall posted this picture of newly-cropped locks on Snapchat:

For comparison, this is what Kendall's hair has looked like in other images recently:

Wow! You thought it was a slow news day, but you were totally wrong.

* Probably in a bookstore near you in 2017. J/K! There won't be any bookstores left near you by 2017.

A man in Eagle Point, Oregon, caught an alleged bike thief on Friday morning the easy way: by lassoing him while on horseback. According to KTVL, a man "attempted to steal a mountain bicycle outside of a local Walmart store when people in the parking lot began shouting and calling attention to the theft." That's when Robert Borba, who was for some reason hanging out in a Walmart parking lot with a horse and lasso, chased the alleged thief down.

KTVL also reported that after the arrest, Borba said to an officer, "Can I have my rope back? I've gotta go," which makes you wonder how much cowboy ropes cost. (Apparently they go for anywhere from $20 to $120+, if you were curious.)

If you want to read more about this story, you can find further information in one of your mom's Harlequin romance novels, probably titled something like Asphalt Cowboy.

Are you reading this at your breakfast table after making a meal for yourself from ingredients you bought in advance and put in your fridge? Do you no longer even pretend to click "Maybe Attending" on Facebook events that begin after 10 at night? Have you ever had dirty thoughts about someone only to realize that your thoughts kept going past the act of reproduction to the result? If you answered yes to any of these questions, watch this hilarious video from Nikki Limo on the warning signs of adulthood, and then go get yourself tested for Being Thirty:

As Mike Rowe points out in this wise but funny video from the education channel PragerU, don't be fooled by people who have achieved their dreams telling you to pursue yours. Academy Award winners who tell kids to follow their dreams should acknowledge that being gorgeous and talented helps. Rowe's alternative isn't becoming a worker drone for a corporation, though. He just wants people to remember that finding something you can do well and be successful at—like the guy who started a very profitable septic tank business—will usually lead to passion and joy, not the other way around. In a world where everyone is ordered to fulfill their potential, it's good to remember not to be attached to your dreams if they aren't actually your calling.