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I was working as a waitress in a cocktail bar...

Oh, fuck all this. Aren't there any women left any more who question why we have to wear them at all? Most of the reason isn't painful bounce. If I can't get away with layering, I just stick 'em in there, and adjust for comfort, not wasting time swooping and mushing and all that crap. And no, I don't shave my legs or

You have a lawn? Fuck you. In the nicest way possible.

Doncha love it when your sarcastic joke post is taken seriously, and everyone starts attacking you for the exact thing you were making fun of? Hilarious.

Gawd, I absolutely despise generational analysis, but dammit, if I don't fit the profile exactly and always love the comments by my fellow X'ers.

Eh, it looked like you were headed for prosperity, and you are younger and prettier than us, so fuck helping you. Anyway, if you read the book we are NAMED after, Coupland wrote up all the warnings, so why should we google it for you?

Oh yeah, it's us who told you the system is rigged, and probably best to abandon all hope and get by on as little work/school as possible. No sunny optimism in our ranks. We are the original baby-boomer haters. But, you know, have a nice day, or whatever.

And the best French pastries are made by the Vietnamese.

I like the people at my TJ's, but I don't think I can fuck 'em. They seem to be into....shopping . Assholes.

I know, rite? Had hideous inedible food delivered from a new place recently with nothing under 4 stars in reviews. SoCal restaurants have figured out how to fudge reviews and not get caught, or everyone who eats is high (which is pretty likely)

That isn't the whole picture. Populations are stagnant or going down in some countries because of education, availability of birth control, less adherence to religious mandates on contraception, and in many cases, being land-locked. A US citizen's decision on child-rearing has little to do with what is happening in

I would say imagine when you are older, do you want to have a grown child in the world, are you ok with all the money you will spend, think about every year of that child's life and write down pros and cons of what you will have to change and make the next few years memorable with your free time and make the decision

Exactly, and because I don't feel capable of that much dedication, I should never be a parent. Parents should all be like you, and I'm just not.

As the child free side of this scenario, I simply feel unable to relate to parents. I don't really see what there is to pontificate about, seems rather childish if I went around going Nyah, Nyah, I have more free time, so I don't do that. I just have more in common with the non parents, so I am closer to them. The

I feel for you, neither the husband or I want kids, but I was paranoid he would change his mind at first. From the getgo, I said I would think about if we adopted and he was the primary caregiver and I continued working full time. When confronted with this option, the ambivalent father, often turns into the no thanks

Indeed. So, child enthusiasts, stop telling people like me that they would love motherhood if they only experienced a child and keep abortion legal to avoid emotional wreckage fallout from regret. Thank you.

Is anyone else freaked out by Obey clothing? I'm having nightmares of Orwellian Nazi/Isis takeover via stupidass T-shirts.

I dig the Smerch, but from interviews and his comedy, it seems he is certainly not interested in a woman's brains first and foremost. He makes fun of shallowness, but doesn't seem thoroughly devoid of it his own self. He is also an arm's length comedian for me. Can't quite love him, but generally appreciate his solid

2nd elephant: "Elephants are highly dignified and intelligent creatures who interact with their environment in stimulating ways.

I don't know or care if I'm an aberration, all my friends are bold, ballsy women who don't pay attention to what "most" anything is like. And their SOs are honest, bold men who don't see any value in keeping secrets. You keep making the point that men as a whole have more extreme sexual tastes for some reason. Good