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Yeah, it wasn’t fun. Mostly it was my legs/thigh area, though once at my bikini line. But still, razors, waxing, chafing, anything that irritated the skin was verboden. It was believed I got it at the gym. The medication I had to take for it is basically poison. My then boyfriend/now husband never got it, thankfully,

Oh, oral supplements :) Essentially, the three together super power your immune system - in fact, I used to always get bronchitis every spring, but while I was obsessively taking these supplements, I never got so much as a cold. The key for turmeric though is that you need to find the ones that have doses of the

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Turmeric is the best of the best. Apropos of the article, I actually stopped shaving because I ended up with community acquired MRSA down there. Recurring infections, poisonous medications, depression. It was awful and the best my shitty doctor could tell me when it came to shaving - even my legs - was “invest in some

Yeah, I mean, that he was not in the battle, despite budgetary reasons, was a big oversight on the writers’ part. Though he likely would have died in the battle. They could have said that Jon was locking him up so as not to lose him or had him watching over Sansa or something.

ALL THIS! She was a great character, proving that you could play the game, have your ambition, without being a completely awful garbage person. Everyone in this show who eschews the game either dies of stubborn nobility or brash cockiness or is just continuously abused by others along the way (Sansa who was too naive

I’ve actually been thinking that as well. Like they could maybe honestly find a gentle, respectful happiness together. Plus, we all know that Tyrion rocks it in bed and Sansa could finally get some idea of what consensual, enjoyable sex is supposed to be like.

Others have pointed out that there were Dornish ships among the fleet at the end. As the last scene, honestly, that could have been weeks after everything else in the episode and Dany and the others picked up Varys and the ships on their way from Essos. But yeah, based on the plethora of comments today, the timeline

omg!!!!!!!!!!! I literally email all the Jezpost-trump-descriptives to one of my besties everyday. This really is the best thing ever.

Well, I disagree. Incest is certainly one of the big talking points the High Sparrow is using to persecute Cersei (not that her being a woman and unfaithful to her husband wouldn’t have gotten her in enough trouble) and it’s certainly, as others have pointed out, one of the go-to reasons listed for disdain of the

True - another reason she’d not worry about having to marry Littlefinger or someone quickly to cover up a pregnancy; she’d abort for the sake her sanity and for the sake of Winterfell and the Stark legacy.

I went to college in Florida. I learned pretty early that it’s definitely the Australia of the US in that the wildlife can just pop up anywhere and be effectively lethal if you don’t have an understanding that the entire state is totally habitable for creatures usually thought to be seen on a jungle safari. Some

Ah, I forgot about that...though they never consummated... still, I guess bigamy is looked down upon for women especially.

Not to quibble, but Dany would be Jon’s Aunt, not cousin. Rhaegar was her older brother.

they don’t know they’re cousins, though - they think they’re half siblings.

But she was married to Ramsay, so she doesn’t need to hide her pregnancy or marry anyone. She’s a legit war widow. She’d probably do more to terminate it though just because it’s Ramsay’s.

But why would she need to cover it up? She legit was married to Ramsay so the baby isn’t a bastard, there’d be no shame to her in the traditional sense (or sense that anyone cares about in that world). She’s probably force herself to miscarry anyway just to ensure no more asshole Boltons populate the world.

Never seen the musical but I love the book; had a black cat named Elphaba who died far too young. :( Made me rethink naming my cats after doomed heroines/anti-heroines/female badass protagonists who meet tragic ends.

I was thinking about this on Sunday as I watched the news all day. Or rather I was thinking something sort of similar - when I paused to watch a story about a boy whose dead beat dad mugged an elderly lady while she was visiting her husband’s grave. He stole 700 bucks or so off of her, was identified and caught later.

It’s pretty much summed up in “I know for a fact that he’s not one of those people”. The hyperbole in this letter is off the chain.