I was that nurse (maybe), don't even worry about it. I shat, too. Happens ALL THE TIME TO EVERYONE.

Whiskey is already flavored.. The flavor of CRAP (and sadness)

I agree. In the freezer, nice and cold.. a shot for every hand of rummy I win.

Why are you trying to be conciliatory and reasonable and spoil the moment?

It was a gooood pee.

I had a dream I was sitting on a mink toilet seat and peed the bed. I was 22.

these guys are total posers! watch hummingbirds duke it out sometime

ha! I am a traveling nurse that lives in a fifth wheel.. It's so cute! I have books and records and down pillows and doo dads. It's great. Enjoy yourself.

Because people will say anything to make themselves appear original or interesting.

My Pretty Baby Cried She Was a Bird. Long form.org Hair Hall of Fame.

Black cohosh. Cool gel packs. 4 ibuprofen.

puppies need boundaries

Yes, and count the rings. I work for a doc that wants to know how many rings a patient wears. (Please note on the chart in the upper right corner) Doc's theory is: the more rings worn, the more the crazy.

My god, those eyes, those lips. Be still, my gay, gay heart.

Richard "Dick" Strong.

This entire thread is making my bad day go away.

Burn

good on you! I didn't grieve nearly as much for my tits as I did my formerly lustrous eyebrows. Sadly, the moths got into them.

I think the owl was focused on the bun. He grabbed it hard enough to tear a hank of hair out. The sight of him sailing silently away into the darkness carrying it was memorable.

I had a Great Horned Owl grab the bun on the back of my head one night when I was out running. It hit hard! I felt the blow, then saw the thing fly off with a wad of hair in its claw. There was a scratch on my scalp and blood. I don't know what it was thinking.