Serious question: Are there guidelines for what kind of erotica Amazon will allow to be published on the Kindle? Because I remember a few years back a hullabaloo where Amazon started pulling titles and people were pissed. The uncertainty is pretty much the only reason I have never given it a try. But considering I’m…

Not true for me. My unquenchable hunger for bacon began as a child in the 80s and has absolutely nothing to do with advertising. I’m a bacon hipster. I ate it before it was cool.

In thirty years of life I have worn makeup precisely 10 times in my life: 3 weddings, 3 high school drama productions, 3 proms and one time when I was asked to be in a promotional photoshoot for a friend’s salon. Never once have I put makeup on by myself.

I really like this advice. Especially because, as teens coming of age in the ‘90s, my sister and I were steered away from science because we were “bad at math.”

I have no clue how my 15 year old self would react because I don’t remember being 15 at all. I only know what i was doing that year because of the photo album my mom made for me when it became apparent that my meds were fucking with my ability to create new long term memories.

Considering that this is possibly from an 18th century fencing school, it might never have been intended for hoohahs. It was found in the latrine, after all...

To heap humiliation upon misery, instead of telling us off, once he realizes the situation, the teacher starts laughing. Not just laughing, he’s doubled over from it. He calls other teachers over to witness our misery. They can’t help from laughing either. They feel like a Greek chorus of authority shame.

I don’t think anyone here is arguing that having a C-section makes you a bad parent. Rather, the idea here is that pushing a woman to have a C-section unnecessarily makes you a bad doctor.

Hello other me. Doing my ex's laundry convinced me that gutair picks are the metaphysical opposite of socks. They multiply in the laundry instead of dissapearing. The universe is seeking laundry machine mystery balance, or something.

Yes, even open minded liberal dudes tend to think this way.

And yes, vegans*, I watched Food Inc, and Earthlings. By all means, do your own thing, fee free to talk about it, but don't demean other people because they don't do sex/food your way.

Culture has jack shit to do with it. People living by their word (or not) has everything to do with it.

Reading about your "so damn happy"-ness makes me happy. Reading about the OP's happy discovery makes me happy. I feel all the happy.

Tell a kid that they are special in some specific way, and weak in some specific way, just like everyone is

I don't trust you. It's just that you're wrong. It is not heat.

Probably, though at the moment he has changed his mind on the subject. He is saying he doesn't want it back because he wants us to still "fix" things. But that will probably change when he realizes I'm serious about splitting up.

When my husband proposed to me, he waited only an hour after popping the question to tell me he has researched the law in our state and expected the ring back if we broke up.

Pineapple bacon and onion pizza is the only way I consent to eat Papa John's pizza... which to be fair is not really pizza in the first place. But that particular combination of toppings does work.

And this is why my husband wrote underwear under his kilt at our wedding. Well that and the threats of wandering hands from curious guests.