Huh. I'm beginning to feel special. We have 8 kids - see previous comment about still fucking 3 times a week...

Forgive my lateness (I'm on nites rite now) but I gotta say it: 17 years...same partner...still fuck three times a week (minimum...often twice a day). It only slows if you stop enjoying fucking that person for one reason or another.

Well...hello there. It appears you misunderstood my usage of the word fuck, in this case. Perhaps an informative video tutorial on the subject would be helpful? And...as a matter of fact...I chose to have 8 of the little fuckers.

I wasn't gonna say anything...but I've been giggling over bing-bong and hoo-has for the last hour, pretty much solid. Just. Awesome.

Thank you. Especially when the government just announced that they have successfully invented bending bullets, for fuck's sake.

I disagree...but you obviously got wood writing that..so...yah...hope it was good for you.

Seriously? Like...seriously? There's nooo difference between the sexualized portrayal of the female anatomy versus the very much non-sexual exposure of a breast for the purpose of nourishment. Dear...god... If you are the future of feminism...we are totally fucked.

He's 9. We're not having that talk yet. He likes fuckin' Ninja Turtles and Transformers and I'm gonna let him be a child for a little while longer. Also: No kid accessible internets in this house.

/says the person with no kids

If you were fucking when you were 9 I'm really sorry about the memories that make you drink and hate people...

I highly doubt you're interested in any kind of serious exchange here, but suffice to say Gawker has kind of made a thing out of NSFW warnings right in the headline and this one didn't follow that convention. Betcha she changes it....

No warning.

Pretty sure I've never actually used the word labia in my entire fuckin' life...and they're tits...for the record.

Itemized lists! YES! Now we're gettin' somewhere...

Here's my desktop:

Maybe I should have assumed but...an NSFW warning would've helped. My fuckin' kid walked around the corner right when I scrolled down to the bare bits.

Therapists are definitely very different. My first one was a douche. Useless. All, "You need to get outside! Go for a run! Smell the fresh air!" And I'm all, "Dude! I'm fuckin' depressed! DO YOU THINK i'M GETTING OFF THE COUCH...FOR A JOG!!"

Cock..in vaj...no condom...baby.

They always do (not just child abusers, but murderer's too). They think "going public" will make them look more innocent...cuz...would I be willing to sit here..and talk...to you...if I was responsible *cough* for something...horrible?

Honestly, I'm not trying to wreck your Wednsesday morning fun...but you gotta stop. She's hopeless. Her Bible obvs replaced her brain ages ago, when her husband and the pastor mercifully took it out.