I might go so far as be willing to allow them a place as cheap bulk fillers in stirfries when you have forgotten to grab water chestnuts at the grocery store and in a last moment panic need something to add a softened crunch. But my palate may be partially destroyed after getting into the habit of keep a bag or two of…

In my area, the local stores have found ways to offer employment to all the out of work bouncers, body builders, martial art teachers and security crew guys that lost their long time gigs during the shutdown when their clubs/bars/gyms/etc were closed. They hired the guys as door guards and hardcore security. Since I…

Sounds like you and I have a similar issue - that never ending wish that your parents hadn’t raised you right and you could revel in taking advantage of things sometimes without that pesky guilt. And no, that isn’t sarcasm. I legit have sometimes cussed my momma out in my head because she drilled so deep into my skull…

Weirdly, I would, then and now, have happily done so. But I am kind of a weird case so my take likely is a bit bent. I hit DD by ~11~ (and am now a HH. Which I swear stands for Holy Hell those are too big!) as well as 6'ft tall (and got another 2 inches later to boot.) and those were mixed with both a super sheltered…

Do you hate walking thru stores that have underwear sections as much as I do? A veritable sea of size B’s as far as the eye can see, cute little cotton bralets in every color for under $20... and even more - a row of little rooms to try them on in!

If it helps you feel any better, I’ve always held one firm belief about pedophiles and treatment. How do you know, especially in a case of a repeat offender, they are cured?

Do I believe in the death penalty for a rapist, AS a rape survivor? No. But likely not for the reason many people might expect. And not even because the idea of a rapist spending the rest of their natural life in a room 6x8 feet dealing with all the shit they put out into the world gives me the warm fuzzies. (That is…

This makes me twitch so bad I look like one of my seizures are coming on. I spend a lot of time verbally smacking down people who feel somehow not only that they are the grand master in how to be healthy but also entitled to thinking their suggestions/comments/criticisms somehow should be the magic fix for my husband.…

Don’t let my dad hear you say that - only times I’ve ever seen the man cry: death of his dad, death of his mom and the day they stopped selling glass bottles of coke at the grocery stores near him.

Tea. Someone would end up going out an airlock if I was denied a good cuppa for too long.

In my case it was have a full on melt-down, complete with sobbing and near wailing about him not giving a damn about how I feel about the situation. In my defense, it was day freaking ~12~ of my period and I had not only run out of icecream, but tampons and midol as well. And to be utterly fair to him, he DID grow up…

“Why Does The Murderer Get To Tell The Story” -

Ah, give the guys a break, words over one syllable are just tough for them. I mean, Massie even admitted: ‘I have a problem with the term ‘insurrection’, which is brave of him, don’t you think? Confessing to being practically illiterate has got to be hard for these people. Such honesty! Such grace in the face of their…

I’m incredibly jealous. My husband has really severe asthma and I’ve got epilepsy (and a soon to deal with operation) and we started getting ranty phones calls from our GP to remind us to keep our asses out of the stores at the halfway point in this hellscape. And the doc knows how to play dirty. I got several calls…

A grocery store. My perfect contentment and obedience for being able to go into a simple gods bedamned grocery store. I’m tired of bread being thrown into my car under the case of soda and the bag of cat litter. I want to pick out my own produce. I want, god help me, to buy a gallon of milk that I can see before I buy…

I’ve lost the ability to be surprised, horrified or even all that mad anymore. Instead though is one repeating thought “Seriously? You are THAT stupid? And THAT bold?” At least be ~clever~ about it, for god’s sake! Group chat if you are sure you won’t get caught, sure. But apparently they failed to check all the names…

Yup, just more confirmation that I would be incredibly bad at being insanely wealthy. I love a good wander in a museum (I’m that type of nerd, will actually plan trips around museums - be it art, history or natural science -, parks, art fairs and the like) but my good god, living with things that cost more than my…

The idea this was just shock at a question blindsiding her is just... stupid. I’ve got a big mouth. I have a hell of a lot of flaws. But I can honestly say, that when surprised, racist shit doesn’t spew forth from my mouth. Profanity that would make a sailor blush? Yup. Stuttering and stammering? Yup. (had an issue as…

These things scare the shit out of me anymore, frankly dealing with most men as a whole scares the shit out of me unless I know them well. It’s just the fear has taken a new twist once you add the police undercover element to the fire. See - I’m a rape survivor. Also have worked as a security team member. Have been…

I should be thinking something insightful about being glad he is finally starting to get comfortable in his body, and instead the inane thought of how unfair it is keeps bouncing in my head. What’s unfair? Sigh. There should be a rule somewhere that you don’t get to be hot in both physical presentations. Save some for…