I always thought it was incredibly insulting to parents of autistic kids. Anti-vaxxers would rather have a dead kid than an imperfect one. The autism spectrum is so broad my brother and I probably would have been diagnosed as it in the 80's. Parents are so quick to run to the doctors for a diagnosis if their kid isn’t…

It’s like you can spot them a mile away! Do those amber beads even work? Some moms swear by them. They look like quack science choking hazards to me.

I purchased the diva cup 1 (under 30, no kids) and it was still too big. It made it very difficult to pee, like it was pressing too hard on the walls and it was obstructing my urethra. I didn’t want to spend any more money trying to find one that fit correctly so I gave up on them all together.

I was lucky to learn that lesson early on in my 20's and had supportive parents who let me move back home rent free.

House parties, especially when there are many people in a small house, get very warm inside. Stifling to the point where you want to go outside to get some air.

She did the same thing! “I can easily pick out the non virgins in this audience”. I’m still baffled as to why the principle thought it was a good idea to pay for that abuse. We didn’t even have a high teen pregnancy rate.

Sounds a LOT like a Pam Stenzel Abstinence speech (who, by the way, spoke at my high school in 2000 and made girls cry by calling them sluts and saying their mothers will never love them if they’re not virgins)

I hate that term. It’s way too popular with the pro-life crowd.

Classic Lohan!

Taxi, Uber...I still have them drop me off a few houses away from my actual house.

Usually one coupon per item. That’s why you see these women jumping in dumpsters looking for newspapers with coupon inserts. It’s a sickness, I tell ya!

It’s a southern thing.

I flush everything. Tampons, bandaids, cotton balls, q-tips, wet wipes. Come at me, bro.

Henry Cavill was also filming in Detroit around that time as well.

Or how did they deal with UTI’s? I couldn’t imagine the pain. Cranberry juice doesn’t do shit unless maybe they were cramming the berries up their urethra.

Oh, right. Thanks. It’s still a toilet-less era.

THANK YOU. I had no idea how proper bathroom procedures went about in those times. I’ll never look at gravy boats the same way.

I’m more interested in how a proper woman in Victorian times (think Jane Austen novels era) would use a “bathroom” at a guest’s house. Elizabeth and Jane are visiting the Bingleys for tea and cake. Jane feels a rumble, she has to shit and soon. The carriage ride back home is like 2 hours long on bumpy roads. What do?…

My friend’s mother was interested in some yoga classes but without the “spiritual crap” that comes with it because Jesus Christ comes first in her life.

Same here. I only use it if I’m on death’s door (or nearly pooping my pants from food poisoning).