I know a muslim hairdresser who LOVES old orchestral Christmas music (like adeste fideles). I think she listens to it all year around.

They would be indestructible because they have barely any original parts left.

She is from Germany and some years ago there was a segment on TV where she showed off her ‘adjustable implants’ (much smaller than the ones she has now). Her implants had some kind of opening and could be inflated or deflated.

I’d have trown away his balls.

I’d gladly bleed over all the clean sheets, his couch and his car seats. Maybe leave a track on the carpet too.

Before people had VHS players, and later DVD players that allowed you to pause or watch in slow motion, they got away with all kinds of weird stuff.

Baba Yaga has a male counterpart, Koshchey the Deathless.

And it’s just about the most massively useful thing any interstellar hitchhiker can carry.

her sisters Baba Yaga and Baba Yaga

And curvy tall people. Even though I’m not that tall (5'8) onepieces or stockings are always too short and the tall brands don’t carry my size.

To me they look like something you’d use to reseal a wine bottle. But there is nothing else in the picture, so I have no idea how big they are.

We already have enough cities that sound weird in our own language, the ones that sound weird in other languages aren’t even the tip of the iceberg.

The very first vacuum cleaners had the propeller just 2 inches down the hose to make repairs easier. They quickly changed that.

I don’t have one and I still feel a weird ache.

I’m not the one who that letter. But if the children are used to the mother’s antics, they are likely already traumatized.

No, German mixed with a bit of Polish and Czech.

That’s not the weirdest family constellation I’ve ever encountered. I went to school with a set of twins. Those twins had a much older sister. Many years prior that sister had been engaged to a guy. That guy had an affair with her mother. He got the mother pregnant, broke off the engagement with the sister and married…

I think I have made me several enemies by my general disinterest in babies/children.

Or make sure to move away without telling the shitty family members to where exactly. Bonus points if this involves several different continents. It’s a tried and tested method in my family. So far we managed to spread between Germany, the US, Australia, South Africa, Austria and the United Arab Emirates.

Which is a weird idea if you look at really old family pictures. In many pictures of large oldtimey families you can see women with a baby and two or three other children of breastfeeding age.