i don't "get" either brand. someone explain their thing? what's the hook.
i don't "get" either brand. someone explain their thing? what's the hook.
And I thought having to say I have Restless Leg Syndrome was embarrassing enough.
She sounds awesome!
There was an older girl in my elementary school who dressed like that every day, and I thought she was the absolute coolest. She wasn't Mennonite or anything, just had what I thought was the greatest style ever. Later I found out she had gotten in trouble for something and her punishment was having to wear dresses for…
What a twist!
You're right, actually, they're Mennonite. The Amish and Mennonite communities are pretty closely aligned in this part of Ohio — my understanding is that both communities in the area are Old Order and have pretty similar lifestyles. But yes, your point is well-taken and I've fixed the caption. Should appear corrected…
Tell them you twisted your wrist during an illicit tryst, and that it resulted in a cyst. Just run with it.
I defriended someone on Facebook once for sharing an anti-flu shot article from a source that spelled pharmacy with an "f".
I live in "Amish Country" and trust me you don't really want to follow their lead on anything. Except maybe dodging taxes.
I have a cyst in my wrist, and I hate telling people why I'm wearing a wrist brace sometimes because the rhyming makes it sound like something Dr. Seuss would have come up with.
Yes, exactly. If a kid never comes in contact with a psychologist or trained educator, he or she is unlikely to ever be officially diagnosed. I'm not sure that they even see a pediatrician on a regular basis. Even if the pediatrician told the parents the kid had autism, the parents are not obligated to seek therapy…
Also the one time I was around a number of Amish guys, I found them startlingly attractive, scraggly beards or no. After thinking it over, I tracked the reason down to 1) being in college, where you can't rule out the scraggly-bearded because that's everyone, and 2) their clothes. Those handmade, made-to-measure…
Imagine having to tell people about your unique condition? "I have maple syrup urine disease." "What? No you don't, you made that shit up." "No, seriously..."
Aren't most Amish children homeschooled, and rarely educated past the age of 13? Wouldn't the fact that they aren't being evaluated for learning disabilities explain the lack of diagnosis?
Well, it's only Amish sharks that never get cancer.
Ugh. These are the same dipshits who cling to myths about how sharks don't get cancer, right? (They do, but people harvesting them for this pseudoscience nonsense are devastating their numbers like the assholes who harvest rhinos for boner pill dust.)
As a writer myself, I consider anything that poorly written to be automatically suspect.
"they suffer from a number of devastating genetic diseases that are rare in other populations, including maple syrup urine disease"
The moment you realize your idea to bring a fake heart in a cooler didn't go over as you had planned.
So much second hand embarrassment right now.