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I have the same reactions when one of my guy friends says this to me. "I didn't really believe in feminism until I had a daughter!"

Born in the 70s? Excuse me, but Gen X goes back to 1965. Those of us born in the middle and end of the 60s are not Boomers. My parents were born in 1946, they are Boomers.

That toy with the yellow hat... I can't stop laughing.

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Something about these "let me tell you all about childbirth and babies, it's going to be OK " articles annoys me. Part of it is the impatience I feel because childbirth is such a mundane, (near-)universal fact of life, and a gazillion women before have done it, and a gazillion women after will do it. It's not that

I went through a period of depression after birth because I bought the last one hook line and sinker. People told me to expect this transformative, all-over feeling of "nothing ever being the same again." And it didn't happen - at least not very fast. I had the baby and was shocked at how...very much the same I felt.

Ok, time for my rant. I HATE HOOTERS. At least strip clubs are honest in their use of women to make a buck. Everyone knows why they're there; there's no pretending. Women choose to use their assets to make some cash, management makes money, guys are there to leer and drink.

That chair be pregnant with ballerina twins.

No "belief" is an action—It's something you "do."

"Not believing" in something requires no action at all.

Err, no. We can't say mermaids exist because we can't prove otherwise. That's not how science works.

GOOD LORD RAHM. WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO THE BACK OF THAT CHAIR.

I find him so bafflingly attractive.

The burden of proof is not on me that something doesn't exist, it's one the person claiming the existence. We cannot disprove bigfoot, fairies or the invisible pink unicorn, but there's a sliding scale of likelihood that is not in their favor.

When I first watched it, I thought Warlow was Niall's father, too (which made his willingness to screw a random naked lady by the river to be somewhat inexplicable). Re-watching it, the pregnant woman (who is Niall's mother) he greets before going off for water is just another villager. So Warlow and Niall are

QUESTION:
If Warlow's village was a village of Fae, and Niall was born Fae, why wasn't Niall an adult when Warlow came back years later and killed everyone? Andy's half-fae daughters were practically adults after a handful of days, yet little Niall was still a child. What gives?

So... nothing about the original owners of the kitten? Did it not belong to the owners of the house?

They have the phrase trademarked, actually. So since he's a major public figure and will profit from the use of the phrase, my guess is they actually do have some grounds to complain.

It's odd that having a woman as a sex partner doesn't seem to count.

I doubt the intention of the photojournalist(s) who took that picture was "just a woman wearing a used t-shirt looking comfortable."