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she also has no nipples.

I'm pretty cool with feet in general. Some are nice, some are ugly, some are smelly, whatever. they are not literally in anybodies face, so there's not a big deal.

Weirdly, I too love my feet. I say "weirdly" as they aren't exactly the most gorgeous out there, but I feel that feet are like noses.
I like a character, and an extra long 2nd toe, or long toes in general are interesting, just like big noses, long noses and hooked noses are interesting.

Same here. I thought I was doing pretty awesome and that she had inserted it already. It felt uncomfortable, but just like a normal pap smear. Apparently, she had just swabbed my cervix. When she actually inserted it...unnff. My thoughts were the same as yours - no vaginal birth whatsofreakingever.

Don't you kinda wish they'd semi-weaponize or something?

Oh my god, thank you!

Omg, that's insane!
This issue is why I didn't date much while I was in high school. How can you date someone who "hates reading" or doesn't read?
Mr. Dude doesn't read very often, but he does. He even cried when he reads sometimes, so at least I know he's into it.
At least he never got to touch your sweater kittens.

Blech, I don't really drink beer but Michelob just isn't for me.

Same. I try really hard to like it and then... I regret trying.
It always ends up tasting how old, sweaty people smell. (Am I alone in this?! When old people I know get sweaty and exert themselves, there is a distinct yogurt smell which puts me off of all the things).

Ok, first of all, that is an amazing gif.

You too?!
We have to hide it in the drawer next to the toilet, and I always forget to tell people it's in there. What's worse is that a lot of times, people just come down and say, "You were outta toilet paper....". So I apologize profusely and tell them where it is, and ask if they used the baby wipes (literally

Thank you!
As a former ancient cultures lover in my youth, I was obsessed with ancient Egypt and Ancient Greece and their mythologies.
In ancient Egypt for example, many gods were portrayed as therianthrophic, or as partial animals. This was because they felt that the gods were mysterious and that humans could never

Well, toddlers and babies are a whole different thing. I won't fault anyone for a crying baby or toddler. It's hard for them and stressful and new and weird. I'm mostly talking 4 and up. Toddlers can just break out into crazy tantrums and rage for no reason, and I understand that it's hard to control them, as

Ah, me and my sister are opposite. I've taken care of her emotionally my entire life. It's my fault she ended up spoiled (well, my Dad's as well). I stood up for her, I comforted her, I let her vent at me when she was angry, and I had her back when she got in trouble (skipping school, like 4 weeks of it). She wasn't

I agree. I've been with Mr. Dude for 7 years now, and we may argue time to time. but it's really just something as simple as one of us will say something snappy and pissy after a hell week at work/school. Then, one person is offended and sad as a kicked puppy and the other person feels as if they've murdered a litter

Ooof, I see what you're saying but I really disagree. Seat belts should be something ingrained into kids minds. When they're somewhere with seat belts, the belts stay on all the time. That's just parenting 101. And parents need to be prepared. They should pack snacks and entertainment for their children, even if they

Oh my gosh, I think we have the same sister.
My sister is crazy. I just think she is also a sociopath on top of being bipolar and having rage issues at times. Her rage comes from not getting her way, she attacked me once, while I was on drugs and kicked me out of the house in the cold (30 degrees, but I had no shoes,

Well, I strongly suspect that she's a sociopath. I know she's bipolar, but that doesn't quite explain how horrifyingly selfish and self-centered she can be.

Hot damn.

I know!
Something with like, slotted vents for your buns and back, pumping out 50 degree winds! It would be glorious!

We'd have to have start our own southern based car company. Also, a device that keeps your car cool while it's parked outside, so you don't roast to death getting inside it.
I'd make billions.