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I kept tampons in my desk for my period having students until one day a 12 year old boy snuck into my desk and took one. He hung onto it until a day he bashed his knee playing soccer before the bus came... The bus driver told the principal that he threw a bloody tampon at a girl on the bus. The principal told me that

I found a tick on my vulva. Must nt have been very old, maybe 4 but I can vividly remember being spread eagle on a camping bed while my dad tried to remove it with tweezers and a matchstick. I so hoped no one could see me.

Ahhhhhhggggg, this is so American! In a good way, in the only way that I miss about America (well, that and the variety of non dairy milks. Damn, America has that covered). Americans like to banter, and get to know their own ideas by batting it around a while with a few good friends. I reckon it’s why we have such

Ah boy...

Pretty sure we have tzatziki flavour here in New Zealand. But we also have chicken flavour as a standard (like ready salted, barbecue, salt and vinegar, and chicken. I mostly encounter children who like them, they taste like chicken bullion cubes) and lamb and mint. I personally don’t like meat flavoured chippies, but

Yeah, it’s called that where I live in New Zealand. I don't, because I'm an American and I'm not going to lose my language goddamnit, but it's labelled that here, and the two names (soy/soya) are interchangeable.