Yah, see, that's why I couldn't stand thongs. They went straight up the bum. Normal underwear won't do that unless they're poorly made and the elastic's no good.

Damn right. I met my first truly amazing & compatible boyfriend last year when I was 29 and I'm so glad I didn't meet him sooner. There are necessary adventures to be had, first!

I hope there were continuity errors.

Ohhh, mine passed away fairly recently. I need to stop complaining about him. I'll just read everyone else's tales of woe, today.

I was single for most of my twenties and I think it both made me really appreciate my freedom and made me wax overly sentimental and idealistic about what it would be like to be partnered with the right person... but the real learning takes place when you're in bad company, not alone.

Oh balls, you're supposed to clean those things? I just keep wearing them 'til my elbows bore unfixable holes through the sleeves.

*shudder* That sounds as graphic as my LASIK surgery. And I would never, ever go through a second round of eyeball-zappin' unless I was in dire need.

We got a break - and if you were going to say something cruel, you had to say it to someone's face (or at least have the guts to put a note in their locker, which could be used against you in the principal's office vs conveniently deleted from a server).

I have to occasionally process large volumes of photos of "bikini babes" for work, and I gotta say, about 80% of the models have heinous implants that only barely resemble breasts, about %5 have implants that look plausibly like human appendages, and %5 have natural breasts. It makes me wonder if going under the knife…

You know, I think most of the stories I've heard are of women who insist on getting carved up, and boyfriends who begrudgingly go along with it because it's what their girlfriend really wants. I know there are some monstrous dudes out there who are the ones requesting or pressuring for the surgery, but I'd bet much…

Thank you for sharing that insight - it brightened my morning.

HAHAHAHAHAHA...

I would totally do that. It would probably take me about a week over there to adopt that lovely accent. As far as I knew, the dude I went out with that time hadn't been. haha

Yowza, it's like the first act of Harold & Maude.

OH MY GOD! I went out to dinner with my friend's roommate, once, and he always spoke with an Irish accent, so I assumed he was from Ireland... Then at dinner he openly admitted that his whole family was from Georgia (the U.S. state, not the European country). He kept faking the accent. Apparently he faked it full-time.

The guy was coming clean about having done unspecified "needle drugs" and said it was okay because he was in a band.

I've heard of some butt implants traveling, folding, and flipping over, even now that it's modern times.

Jean Harlow. Scary stuff.

HULK SMASH. That's outrageous. People always complain that young women are too sensitive, but the shit that parents say... Dads really ought to take a class on humane treatment of daughters, once they enter seventh grade.

Me, too! Thigh gap = she shouldn't be on pointe - she is too weak.