I thought he had until I read this comment. :(

I need to print the one out about the three-year-old peeing into a cup and paste it all over the walls of the bathroom. If a three-year-old can pee in a cup, grown ass men can sure as shit pee without spraying all over the walls, floor, and (memorably) ceiling.

This is some modern-American Gothic shit right here.

Because those women believe they should be told what they are allowed to do with their bodies and that women who are in need of abortions are whores.

I worked with a chef who used an exacto knife with the same method above, but cutting out the tracing bit. I thought that was a bit obsessive. ;)

Ah, yeah. I think I’ve gotten good at it because I used to cook professionally. I would just put the pan down, angle the pen in, and draw at that angle. We also had very thin cake pans, so there was not much extra width to account for.

Folks at the gym were discussing this, and saying that the ceremony was necessary because people’s ancestors died in the war. I am surprised my eyeballs did not roll right out of my head.

I just put the pan down on the parchment paper, trace it, then cut. Easy peasy.

Why the fuck is Jessica Alba releasing a tampon line and who the fuck buys that shit.

To each their own, but I am curious... don’t you wipe first? There’s not much blood if you wipe first.

Go applicator free! :)

Marriage as a business arrangement is nothing new. :)

There’s pretty compelling medical science to support regular check-ups for females on birth control. Starting birth control at the proper dosage and with the proper method is not exactly simple either. Common medical conditions can greatly impact the appropriate method and dosage.

Does that not usually coincide with when the patent runs out?

The cervix is only like 2-4 inches in prior to sexual excitation. It lifts to about 6-8 inches as the female gets aroused.

Blood of your enemies will do in a pinch.

I do not care for cake in general. Yes, I am aware that I am no fun.

I hang with a bunch of professional singers, who can harmonize and riff like no one’s business, but I still find it freakin’ obnoxious when they do this in restaurants.

Having been on a flight with broken A/C, I will take a freezer-box flight any day!