Me, too! Where I lived, they used to televise horror flicks on Wednesday afternoons. Yes, right after school (this was the seventies!). After a steady diet of werewolf films, I became convinced my dad would turn into a werewolf. You can bet I kept an eye on the calendar so that I would know when the full moon was.

I felt that way about the letter "K!" I always thought that "C" took too much credit.

Can you please be my MUA?

It's such nonsense the insurance companies put people through...needlessly. My SIL lives in Scotland and has the same diagnosis as you do, and you can bet she never has to go thru the hassle you are describing.

thank GOD you saw the light!

From Pinterest...another snarky invitation.

and a beard...don't forget the beard.

I deserved that. I know.

Funny, but I always pictured Benedict with a short, blonde, middle-aged and slightly overweight woman from the midwest.

This nurse thanks you.

This nurse thanks you and hmmmm-her can fuck off.

You may need government assistance yourself someday, so maybe you should speak with more consideration and kindness.

You are 100% correct except for the part about fire trucks. They are still fighting for the right to vote. Their day will come. Their day will surely come.

For some reason, anything related to SEX is held up for special opprobrium.

We all do.

I once kissed Johnny Marr (chastely, on the cheek) on Michigan Avenue.

We eloped (far away from my family). I am the mother of two sons. After reading these comments, I think (hope?) I dodged several bullets.

Her hair-do scares me.

Hear, hear! My little sis is getting married soon (second time around). Her words: if you want to be a bridesmaid, show up...the more the merrier. I predict it will be a motley collection of family, friends and little kids.