I think all girls are wearing the muff. We just don't go around showing it to everyone. People are all upset about sexting, and there you were parading your muff around in 1978!

French Montana is clearly a character in a Harlequin Romance. He lives in San Francisco in 1890.

I've got three sisters and a dad immune to feminine sanitary supply-related embarrassment. Maybe because he's a doctor? There were sometimes three different brands of tampons being used in the house, plus some of my sisters also used pads on occasion.

Does anyone else ever get a weird pain like there is a string attaching your urethra to the back of your navel, and it suddenly got pulled tight? Does that make sense to anyone but me?

Why is counting cards such a bad thing? Isn't it just being really good at poker? How do you know someone is doing it? Is it actually illegal, or do casinos just frown on it? Which is basically banning people for being good poker players. I don't understand it at all.

Dan, I'd like to introduce you to the Oil and Gas Industry. Oil and Gas Industry, this is Dan; he doesn't believe companies would do stuff actively dangerous to humans, you should hire him to work in your PR department.

Is he sure it's a willow tree? Maybe everyone around him was playing a joke by telling him the palm tree was a willow? Maybe he had head trauma and can't remember what it looked like? I don't know, I just don't know.

But it's maybe okay for a palm tree of some sort? Maybe he comes from some place where there are no willow trees?

There's actually an entry in one of my teenage spiral notebook diaries attributing my ability to finally keep at the diary-writing to the fact that it was a spiral notebook, and not a silly thing with 'My Diary' written in curlicue letters on the front.

Is it worse than a LEEP, where they spend some time rummaging around with the speculum/fingers to get your cervix at the right angle, then inject your cervix with an anaesthetic that contains epinephrine and therefore makes you anxious and jittery as hell, then us an electrified wire loop to excise/burn away the bad…

I know, right? Because my namesake is part of that story, and chopped off someone's head.

As an aside, I was at a blacksmithing workshop this weekend, where I asked the teacher about Valyrian steel, because I figured it was the Westeros version of Damascus steel, but then they melted down the steel and poured it into sword moulds to make new swords. And that seemed an unlikely way to make swords. And the…

A fire sword? Am I the only one who thinks that if some old bearded guy is showing you his 'fire sword' you should run away and immediately tell a trusted adult? Which, in this case, would certainly not be the kid's parents

I think it's the *lack* of a religious viewpoint that is the problem. Because it doesn't espouse a Christian worldview. (Which should not be confused with a Christian Grey worldview. Maybe)

I couldn't even finish The Little Friend, I was just so bored. I wanted to like The Secret History more than I did; books entirely populated by profoundly unlikeable people just aren't my favourite thing

This is just the beginners' course; I won't get to make blades until the next workshop, in September. Maybe I could make the Tongs of Destiny, or the Coat Hook of Infinite Cataclysm?

I find most, if not all condom advertising I've seen here in Canada is directed towards women. So this whole thing where 'we need to make condoms cool for women' is just odd. I haven't run across anyone with condom anxiety/judgment since high school. Which could be just the kinds of people I know.

I'm doing a blacksmithing workshop this month. Is an anvil going to fall on me?

Yep, if you're a lady and you really want to end up poor in your middle to old age? Get married, have one or more children, and quit your job. Statistics say you'll probably end up completely fucked, financially. (Results may vary by country)

That's just ridiculous. I can see how some might find it overly precise to talk about Fuchsia and Magenta and Cerise. But they are all types of pink. Only an idiot WOULDN'T differentiate between purple and fuchsia, because who the heck things purple and pink and the same colour?