Option 2 here. Same deal for women peeing in the woods/on squat toilets.

Yup, I don’t get my nails done often, but just about every manicurist I’ve been to has used Seche Vite, and you can typically even get it in the drugstore beauty aisle.

Vulva.

Meet the situation of every woman who’s played video games and had (until extremely recently) infrequent to no choice about gender of their character.

Not exactly *unique* in that Bard’s Tale, Planescape Torment, and Wasteland are all old games that funded sequels via Kickstarter, but your general meaning still stands.

Hate to be That Person, but she was married... just didn’t happen to be carrying her husband’s baby.

...Why are you blaming Steam?

They tend to get in the way in restaurants?

Agreed, it’s best for population-level calculations. Once you get down to individuals, well, that’s where things go wonky.

Those aren’t so accurate, but agreed, if you try to keep things consistent at least you can figure out your trend. Most accurate are a DEXA, maybe a well-done calipers measurement, that sort of thing.

No shame there! They’re steamed in the corn husk, then wrapped in foil to keep some heat in and keep them neater/cleaner/from drying out.

Yeah, most trichinosis cases in the US these days are from wild, hunted game, not pork or other meats. I’d err on the side of caution with stuff you hunt. That being said, you don’t necessarily know how “gamey” your game meat might be, either - if a deer is eating corn and apples, that’s a much better flavor than if…

After the first paragraph, lemme see what I can manage -

A former colleague had a bloody-pawed dog after a run on a cold, salt-crystal-strewn sidewalk as well. She noticed her dog was lagging on the jog and turned back to see bloody prints. :( She felt like crap, carried her (not small) dog home, and was careful about using boots after that.

Same thing happened to me, my boyfriend of two years ghosted me. I held on out of disbelief and desperation for a while, then finally wrote him a nicer-than-he-deserved letter telling him how pissed I was. He wrote me back a rather genuine-seeming letter several months later, confessing his cowardice and regret over…

I’m a native English speaker and learned French as my first foreign language in college; when I tried learning some Italian (for a trip) and now Spanish, I find I get similar “interference” from both the English and French.

Probably expected her to shut up like a good little customer servant. :(

Heard a high school teacher say that to an Asian student in his class. She was class valdedictorian - and born in the US. Bonus points: He was a pale-skinned immigrant from Europe who’d come to the US maybe 25 years prior and still had a thick accent.

I heard it best as something to the effect of, ‘of course mothers/parents know how to push your buttons; they’re the ones who installed them.’

I love this idea!