My sister-in-law is a 5th grade teacher with gall bladder issues. She farts freely all day and the kids love it

I am a 57 year old woman not without some sophistication. I older I get the more I find scatological references to be hysterical. I'm open to explanations. Thanks for the laugh.

Dropping your phone in one

Know what? We ALL have issues. Mother issues, daddy issues, sibling issues, lack of sibling issues (me! Weird only child!) But that CANT let you stop being a normal person. Learn from it and don’t make the same mistakes. There’s no shame in fucking up - not learning from the experience on the other hand . . .

I understand what you are saying. If you enjoy being around the disadvantaged then volunteer your time and work with them. It’s what those of us who are “priveledged” are supposed to do. I feel it's an unwritten social contract - unfortunately many did not get the memo.

I know people who lost their drivers licenses to DUIs and then got popped for drunk bike riding. At that point jail probably isn't the "help" they really need.

I have a seal point and a rag-doll (and a horse but he doesn't sleep with the gang) so I appreciate their beauty.

Those cats are absolutely beautiful.

Yeah I wasn’t sure - I always thought I’d have something done but came to realize my family and students would hate me if I did - “why are you so unhappy that you went under the knife? Aren’t we enough for you?” But I think if you live a good, active life and you are truly happy it comes through in your face. No need…

I just watched a documentary on a Judy Garland and it was horrifying how the studio put her on a drug regiment of uppers and downers to manage her weight at such a young age. She didn't stand a chance. Nothing more than a work horse.

I see your point on that but as a 57 year old woman who does her best (within reason) to keep looking just somewhat attractive and fresh, she is truly an inspiration. This is how it’s done. And I doubt she’s had any surgery - Botox and fillers maybe - I’m really hoping surgery ceases to be “a thing”.

O.k. I can beat that. Hard workout at the gym then go work at a horse barn for a several hours. Then go grocery shopping. Hey, I can't smell myself!

Back in the 80s I somehow wound up in an elevator with Joan Collins. Just her, an assistant, my friend and myself. Awkward doesn't begin to cover it. It's weird to be in such close proximity to such an extreme Diva. Sucked the air out of the elevator. When the doors opened there were paparazzi. I couldn't stage left…

Fallopian tubes.

What would have been better is if they had arranged for someone to make tasteless comments to one of the moms while she was with her son. That may have driven the point home a little more clearly.

Yeah, this was beautiful but my first impression was that it was staged. The timing, the subsequent beat-down - too perfect.

Apparently her family lives in Miami, where the ship makes frequent stops so last year she said they moored there like five times. But to become so familiar with so many exotic ports like they were in your backyard just makes me swoon. I have been lucky enough to go to Istanbul once and shop in that mind-blowing…

Let's not forget about the Funky Bunch!

Once saw a restaurant review in the NYT for a Spanish place - "The only good Spanish food is in Spain" - then lists his illustrious food experience in Spain. Dude just start a narcissism blog

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