evilsciencechick
evilsciencechick
evilsciencechick

There are guys complaining that she should have just told him “no” from the start but really???

Yikes! That’s terrifying! I hope you’re safe now and that creep is far, far away!

Best to not make internet diagnosis while also equating TERRIBLE BEHAVIOR = MENTAL ISSUES. He might have had a mental issue, but also might just have been an asshole. There are plenty of examples out there of so called “nice” men who refuse to ever take “no” for an answer. It doesn’t always end well for the woman

What is this...I...what.

Eh. I was a fat kid (now I’m a fat adult!) and I was 12 before I started my period. Most of my friends, skinny or fat, started around that age. This was in the early 90s.

“I had a “Presentation” bouquet, the type you cradle in your arms, for my Fall wedding. I put it on my Father’s grave...he had died that spring.

She bought the kangaroos from a broker - she didn’t rescue them off the side of the road.

That’s what I got when I had mine 10 years ago - Miralax (which was prescription at the time) and dulcolax. MUCH better, though I couldn’t drink that last glass of miralax-gatorade cocktail. *hurk*

If you've ever had a colonoscopy and been giving a giant jug of gross, thick liquid to drink the day before (I think it’s called Go-lightly), you drank yourself a whole gallon of PEG. Bottoms up!

Now if only we can get some more of that design savvy in their plus-size offerings...

*insert sad trombone*

I once texted a picture of my (very exposed) cleavage to a guy I had just started dating. Turns out, there was some kind of weird issue with his google voice? web-number? thing? And it went to the wrong person. Who immediately started texting me back:

Black Widow is always hot.

Yussss!

This must be why some of my older relatives thought that if they ground the nuts up fine enough for the cookies, I wouldn’t notice they were there, and wouldn’t get sick.

More like “I feel yer bra”

Typical.

Hold our own “Hunger Games” to whittle down the number of people we love?