Not as much as I yearn for the days when my children were that small.

None of this, not any single piece of it, individually, nor combined, is evidence of transgender status.

Shorter version: "Kat, I would like to talk about your genitals with you."

The only one that didn't do anything for me was the real estate one. The entire time I was reading it I couldn't understand why an agent would want photos of a completely trashed house for purposes of selling it. Wouldn't they get it cleaned up /before/ the photos were taken?

Also, to echo everyone else here - fuck…

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Also irksome: all bears in that universe are identical. The only difference between anyone is their clothing and accessories (and maybe how their hair is combed).

Given her out-of-focus, hair-covered, dimly lit face in that promo video her makeup line must be amazing.

The customer that asked me if our medium sized pizza boxes were the same size as our large sized pizza boxes.

And it's poorly made, too. The timing is off or something.

YES. Every time these levels came up I thought "why is there not a full game like this?" So excited!

It's definitely not harmless. But I sincerely doubt any repercussions from this are going to ruin their future; they'll move on to bigger and even creepier things.

That Angry Orchard cinnamon stuff is pretty great; it's like drinking big red gum.

There's another brand that I like here called 2 Towns Ciderhouse. One of the flavors is more dry and a little less sweet and 11% alcohol on top of that. Everywhere sells it for 6.99 except at Walgreens it's magically 4.99. Every time I…

Company Trying To Sell Things. Film at 11.

The sounds. Oh god, the sounds.

While they were eating, Jesus took some pancakes, and after a blessing, He broke them and gave them to the disciples, and said, "Take this, slather it in butter and syrup, and eat; this is My body."

I saw that but they sound bigger than bite sized. Worth trying though I guess.

I will happily pay for all of that if you can make it a reality.

I'm sorry. :(

The narration in this is just plain awful.

I was laying in bed with my youngest the other evening thinking about how there's a finite number of times I'll be able to lay down with him as he falls asleep. One day I'll lay with him for the last time and I probably won't even realize it. :( I can't cradle him in my arms anymore. I can barely even list my oldest.…