karenmilton
KMilt
karenmilton

My husband met Chelsea Charms at a strip club here in town where she was doing a performance. He and a coworker went to check it out, because WHAT, and I requested a photo for entertainment purposes. We now own a polaroid of my husband standing in front of Ms. Charms with one of her breasts on each of his shoulders

I worked for a general surgeon for a few years and he did a million sebaceous cysts, abscesses, pilonidal cysts (FUCKING GROSS), all sorts of things like that along with his regular "in the operating room" stuff. He told me many things. Many horrifying things.

I'm sure she'd be thrilled to have your permission.

It absolutely is, at least for some. I have a really short, narrow vagina (I can literally touch my cervix with my index finger with no problem at all, and I can't use tampons with applicators because they generally push too far in and it's quite painful). I am not able to have sex with a guy who had a large penis -

I could have written this exact thing. I can dance on my toes! Except...no I can't. That was a loooooong time ago. These days I can barely brush my hair without breaking out in a sweat.

I also can't figure out why someone who stopped growing when they were eight would continue to need so many new clothes.

Yes. I ended up having a C-section with my second child (after 22 hours of labour I was still at 3 cm), and I found the recovery just awful. My first was born vaginally and required many stitches, but I found the pain after the C-section much worse. I was also annoyed at having to have a C-section at all, but only

Oh, sweetie. Read the thread before you comment.

I didn't shit. And yes, I'm sure - my son's father, who watched the birth, doesn't care for me very much at all (at the time he thought I was kind of okay) but has always maintained that I did not shit, because if I had he "would have been so out of there".

What makes you say that?

I like how "when all was said and done" makes it seem like there was some sort of great to-do during the meal selection process. Like, after the drama died down they were finally able to order, but my word, what a brouhaha.

Oh my god, I thought I was the only person who didn't have a clue what this was. Prom queen, okay, I think we might have had that when I was in school (I was not the sort of teenage girl who gave any portion of a fuck about stuff like that and didn't go to prom, so I can't say for sure), but homecoming was definitely

The lead singer of GWAR. It's in the article. You're welcome.

I did this today!

Such a perfect Dad Face.

She's two. A sparkly hair bow that matches her dress IS fashionability when you're two.

I was going to comment this. I grew up in an all-white community, and I still live here now in my 30s. There were two black students in my high school graduating class of 316 students and none at my secretary college course thingy. The only PoC at my workplace are the doctors/medical students, and they don't hang with

Whyyyy do the weird burns always last the longest? As a nearly-transparent teenager (not that I'm any less pale today, mind) I went to an outdoor concert wearing a t-shirt and wasn't smart enough to pack extra sunscreen. The way my purse was hanging pulled my t-shirt to one side, making one sleeve much lower than the

Same!

It's just so unfair and wrong that children are being forced to sit and watch this inappropriate programming against their parents' will. What kind of society do we live in when decent families are being exposed to such sexist garbage with absolutely no choice whether or not they watch it?