I just spent entirely too long googling smegma. Any time is entirely too long.

Agreed. As a small child I was quite enamoured with the bit where Cinderella's stepsisters chopped off parts of their feet to try and jam them into the shoe.

Ariel's in the wheelchair because she has a mermaid tail under the dress. No one can tell me differently.

This is pretty great. I'm used to being the one with the really weirdo upbringing when I talk to my peers about how we got sex ed. But that list is pretty close to what I actually got.

I totally remember being told "no, you keep your hands out of your underwear when you're in the living room." Frequently.

Depends on diet, but yes, usually less mushy. Nice and neat little pellets.

Exactly. You can't have cities without creating an ecological niche for things to live in the cities eating our garbage. Hence, rats. They've been with us a long time and they're not going anywhere.

THANK YOU. I don't care about the knotting kink one way or the other but for crying out loud can we stop pretending that this has anything to do with actual wolf packs?

When I was a child, I got roped into a lego village game with my younger sisters which lasted several weeks, but they had already claimed most of the lego men. All I was able to find for my own use was a torso and a head with no hair.

Those are all pretty great things to play as. I still remember fondly when I, mid-twenties, was watching a documentary on TV about Mary Read and Anne Bonny, my much-younger sister (eightish, I think) wandered into the room, asked about what was on TV, watched for a bit, then had a whole afternoon playing…

No, I'm Canadian. Which means I already am a commie pinko sissy.

Rats are great pets. I started keeping them for the same reason you have: missed having pets, can't have a cat or a dog where I live. As smart as the smarter dogs I've known, affectionate, playful, and cuddly. I have one dozing on my hip right now, an older lady rat who has decided that out-of-cage playtime is best…

My sister had a Beast doll as a kid. We called him Chris. He will always be Prince Chris to us.

Honestly, I have more of a problem with my phone insisting I mean "sui" when I type "so." It has always done this, from day one. I have yet to ever need to type "sui."

The metric system is easy. It takes willful ignorance to not realise this.

As an e-cig user, I am all for calling them Robot Smokes.

I think this is my favourite part:

As someone who currently works in pool supply, I can say that people are VERY DISAPPOINTED to be told this mythical additive does not exist. We get a few people asking every year.

Er, yes and no. This website is a lovely mix of fact and fiction, and it explains it poorly, besides being a fearmongering sort of approach. Yes, chlorine has a smell if you're dumb enough to stick your nose directly into a container, or directly after adding it to the water, but there is a different smell…

Put me in the club of ladies who wear old spice deodorant. Mmm, mmm.