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C'mon! Spiders are not the Devil. I was getting ready to start an IV on a little kid once. Which is a drag. I was preparing the equipment when I saw a wolf spider limping across the floor. He was old and tired and missing a leg or two. I picked him up and pretended to whisper in its ear, "Do you have to go out to…

Whatever. "Everyday" is the season for tolerance of others' belief systems. That's interactive, too.

Diagram of her Fallopian tubes. Don't read too much into it. Therein lies madness.

Well...for the love of Betsy! Tho' I have to say, I prefer his crusty style to hers. Thanks, uh, Goose!

Tell me....what's a crust punk?

Where did YOU come from, genius??? More, please.

Finally,yes! Expectations known and understood, boundaries set and anticipation high! Afterwards, Mexican food and Netflix.

Maybe it might be that person's preference. As in, I just love "............."(fill in the blank)

Sydney Labia Selling Her Excess Leathers!

Right on. That horrible baby with the football head brings out the kid beater in me.

True. Mute the song, ignore the motorcycle and watch two pretty people hug and kiss.

Unwad panties and try to just see the humor. Or not.

White male troll

I'm late to this party, but this is the best imagery EVER.

Good question! Somewhat related...I've noticed that you can tell the state of the economy by feeling the thickness of fashion magazines. Back in the Fat Times they were like a Monkey Ward catalog. After the bubble burst, not so much. Some got mighty thin, since all they contained was editorial work and few ads.

I was thinking: I wish we had a time machine, so we could travel back to oh, say age 16 together, Mr.Z and I. Then I would show him how the Cow ate the Cabbage.

What weight class did you wrestle?

Awesome comment. I've seen big Heavys crying like babies because of a loss. Wrestling is an intense sport.

It isn't. Our little Missouri team had a female that wrestled 130. She was a killer. I've told this story before, but it's worth repeating. She wrestled in a dual against some dork that came on the mat and indicated to the crowd, with gestures and smirks, what he thought of wrestling a "girl." She snapped it off in…