Wow. Welcome to safety kids.

My recollection is that an independent company heard and sought them out, then sold the one time special to TLC. After great ratings, TLC green lit a series. I remember hearing Kate wasn’t happy with many of the donations and help they were getting from her dad’s church, and Jon has passing relationships with…

Yes I actually do, and I'm not normally one for old fashioned language and writing style. I've read it a couple of times now.

Grapes of wrath, Dracula

So eloquent.

Leo seriously needs to stop with the environmental stuff unless he's willing to make some major lifestyle changes.

From the bottom: whole chicken, bacon cheeseburger, pork slider, pickle. Around the sides: Big macaronie and cheese fully loaded hot dog, onion rings, wings and a frosted brownie. All on an extra spicy ceasar with rimmer (the fact that they rimmed it was something we found particularly funny)

Our first wedding dance was a Dolly song. And Rhinestone is way under rated.

Well, they do make you share with a friend and that glass was probably a liter. And we had to go home to our kids... So we got drunk that night.

Ridiculous beverages are the best beverages.

And thinned blood would have made it happen even faster. At least she probably didn't suffer, just thought she'd have a nap or something.

Or even a working door buzzer.

Calgary too.

That's fucked.

Haha, it's kind of funny. It's so hesitant and cute, and oddly less annoying than a tap on the shoulder. Poke poke hahaha

This made me think of the poke in the buttock at midnight method my husband tries to start with. He proceeds or not based on what I do. But that poke!

This

Only person I have ever punched, it felt good. Everyone else at the party thought it was funny and word spread around town before I even had lunch the next day... But most of them thought it was just because he was a general loser. (He was the type who wanted the heavy metal lifestyle without the jones to back it up.)

I avoided him after, when I could, but oddly it never affected me all that much until I read someone else’s words just now. I mostly put it up to a really bad no good night, but probably because it wouldn’t have fit anyone’s definition of rape in 1988.

I read this dread and horror. This was me, but 14 years old and listening to tapes with a too-experienced-for-16, 16 year old. Reading this, my knees clamped and my stomach knotted and my mouth clenched. I got tired of saying no; he broke me down until I just didn’t consent or actually consent. I also was wearing a…