Wait, I'm not supposed to do this anymore? Shit.

Yep. I get it done 2x a year. I’m a professor with RBF. I like to say I get to to not look stabby when college students illustrate that the adolescent brain isn’t fully formed (which they do daily) but I quite enjoy not looking pissed all the time. 20 units; 12 or so in the “11’s” and the rest in an inverse “v” up…

Omg. Are you me? That was one of the few movies I've asked for my money back! So. Very. Bad.

That drink already exists. Chronic UTI suffer here and this has been the “wonder drug” I was looking for. Because peeing bright orange sucks. You can find it at CVS or Walgreens in the States.

Exactly and precisely this. That’s the part that rang so true for me. And yes yes yes to helping the folks as they age. My dad just moved to my city and into the house behind me. We’re great pals, but seeing small slips in his faculties scares the shit out of me.

Nah, because you. Get to invite along a friend. Who you like. And who won’t hold you down and do that weird spit thing that I've heard brothers do. Bleh.

I call them my “playground shorts.” LOVE them.

I'm loving haimish right now, though in SW Arizona, having relocated from L.A., I might be in the 1% who knows what that means. :)

I'm in solidarity with you re: the El Camino. I'm glad they don't exist anymore, though when I DO see one, I have to shake my head and laugh a little.

Amen, sister.

Uhm, because you shoot to kill. And then he's dead. And won't plead out, or do the same thing to the neighbors? Then again, I'm a single woman (with a dog) living on 7 acres in a well-known immigrant "corridor." I've had strangers who've obviously walked up to my house, stand on my porch, and I have never hesitate…