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The thought just grosses me out. The bacteria, the disease the Gawd knows what.

I see your statement and raise...Can’t women just be women?

I get what you mean, but there are some cold cases that a so freaky and questionable they should be solved. A week after I moved to Boston, the Nanny was killed. It bothered me so much every time I walked or rode the bus by that dumpster to this day, I mention that was where they found her. Here is the best article

My only issue is sitting in public areas with this dress - so much bacteria on public couches/chairs.

Seriously the best local police blotter is Marblehead MA. It is a wealthy town with ZERO crime. People will call the police to have them come by and “scare” their children because the kid won’t eat his kale smoothie.

I love candy corn, butter and frosting. I have been known to eat frosting and candy corn for dinner with a side of chocolate chip cookie dough.

I first read that as pornograph doll.

Thought the same. I thought celebrate all the time but put your shoes on - bring fold up flats in your disco bag.

My former co-bartender, roommate and best friend would always eat from the nearby 7-11. This is an excellent idea. I’d rather have the morning after include their coffee, and danish. It was always my way of telling the man of the night GTFO. “Morning, got you coffee. Do you need a cab?” (a time before Uber)

She is a horrible person. I hated the Instagram video she did. I refuse to watch this one.

I can’t wear white. Every year I foolishly try and every year I’m reminded I can’t have nice things. Seriously I consciously stay away from red wine, balsamic vinegar, and oil and within 30 minutes I have a stain. I’m jealous of all those people in white.

It is really fun down here.

Expat (US) living in Argentina. I came here to say just that. The Argentines are devoted Catholics. However they are very liberal. “Cool Pope” has chosen the evolution path. I believe he is liberal too.

I’m sorry not sorry - caftans remind me of Helen Roper.