I disagree. I think this bride _should_ confront her friend about the lack of gift, so that the bridesmaid has the opportunity to shit in a box and mail it to her, but that's just me.
I disagree. I think this bride _should_ confront her friend about the lack of gift, so that the bridesmaid has the opportunity to shit in a box and mail it to her, but that's just me.
I’m really freaked out by that photo.
There’s a terrific scene in The Skeleton Twins (excellent movie, but NOT the comedy the trailer made it out to be) where the Bill Hader character is talking about looking up his worst bully on Facebook, expecting the dude to be miserable, but he’s married with kids and has a great job, and Bill Hader says something…
reading the words “the gift” in italics over and over again makes me feel like you’re talking about your penis and it’s making it really hard to concentrate on the subject at hand.
I typed “Kristen Stewart sexuality” into the Google thing up there and it says her sexuality is “Network Connectivity Problems.”
“They were growing up to be monsters.”
His ex was cheating on him with her husband? What?
Oh I don’t doubt it. Porn is big, but the way I heard it explained was that SATC made it okay to talk about with your gal-pals. Cause like, you don’t want to admit you’re a slut like all the ladies on porn BUT if you can tell your friends then you can all shame each other into going bare.
I’m all about doing whatever…
It *is* kind of sad that it appears all fun seems to cease the second a baby exits one’s body, and we are made to feel ashamed and conflicted about everything that happens afterward. Thing is, I never *planned* this descent into boring mommydom — it just sort of happened. One day I woke up and realized I have nothing…
Thank you for your post and the question, the answer to which is wholly my opinion and not an “expert” one at that. Your probably “instinctively feel the same way”, because there are some shared experiences that do not “need” to be aired in the public especially immediately particularly as was the case with this…
How?!?! I can’t get them up without the heavy artillery. Do you have some sort of awesome soft cup secret that nobody else knows about?
To my brain, no—it’s opening your marriage.
It’s disgusting. And it’s brain-meltingly insulting because IN ORDER TO HAVE SEX, YOU NEED TWO PEOPLE! (Or more, but let’s not let the brains of the morality police explode just yet...) Jesus. Am I the only one to realize this?
And I would totally accept a class teaching that Prince founded America in 1984. I was born in 1985, so Prince’s America is the only one I have ever known.
Take your healthy and well-adjusted bullshit family elsewhere!
My parents were high school sweethearts, married after graduation, had me a year later, and have now been wed a solid 40 years. I FEEL SO ALONE! *sniff*
No nanny to bang, but my dad also married the 22-year-old student he was “advising.” Who left him 11 years later for her graduate advisor — I found a pleasing symmetry in that, at least.
Mine too! Except they were both single in their 20’s and only 4 years age difference. Not pervy.