There’s only one Barry Allen I care about and it’s this guy.

So the guy perpetrates the violence and then blames the woman for not preventing it? (Checks all of human history.) YUP! CHECKS OUT!

And he often does, scene to scene, so I dunno why this would stop him.

Anyone else actually liking this season? I am. Not as much as Murder House (still #1), but almost.

I’m laughing so hard imagining your friends’ confusion as you leap from the car with no warning.

My tale isn’t exactly public, but at least there’s a witness. It’s a story of shame and the meaning of friendship.

I have a short piss story, followed by a longer one about everything.

SO this isn’t the story(stories) I want to tell, but it’s still pretty good and it won’t doxx me. Myself, my ex-spouse, and a few friends go on a camping/punk rock show weekend downstate on a farm. We set up the tents in a corner of the yard not too far from the cornfield. At the edge of the cornfield is a small…

This may doxx me...

Innocuous fact: My grandma kept a baggie full of drinking straws, napkins and supermarket produce bags in the glovebox of my grandpa’s Oldsmobile for kiddo soda drinking occasions and such (bag was for trash, natch).

Like many little kids, I was a sugar addict. Like other kids with hippie moms and dads, I was also denied sugar about 360 days out of each year. Santa actually put carob in our stockings, and the Easter Bunny gave us almonds. It was a sad life, but I figured out how to sneak treats when I could, and I got fairly…

I was not aware that fear-kegels were a thing, but I’m currently doing them and will be continuing to do so all day.

THIS! My dentist leaned over a heavily sedated me and said “Usually we use bovine, but we’re all out of that. You get cadaver, my dear.”

Lord, I remember when my sister was fifteen, she found out she had crabs on easter day while taking a bath. My Mom is a nurse but a bit of a neat freak and she damn near burned the house down when she found out. She washed every piece of linen that we had and vacuumed every surface in sight. She freaked me out so bad…

Growing up, I  saw prolapsed uteri in cattle all the time (veterinarian’s kid). When I got older and realized that I not only had a uterus, but that it could indeed prolapse just like ol’ Bessie’s, I was horrified.

“I’m so very sorry, but when we were stitching you up Dr. WTF sewed his finger to your labia. It didn’t worsen the tear, but fluids mixed and we do need to do an HIV test. After we re-sew.”

my obgyn once delivered a baby that was HOLDING ONTO THE IUD THAT TRIED TO THWART IT.

Gag! Every now and then I think about switching to contacts, but stories like this make me NOPE!

He and his superior were both so tickled at the problem presented that they wanted to fix it right away- “hey, we can access your femoral vein through a little cut in the groin and lasso that catheter and pull it into shape! Say, let’s do it RIGHT NOW and save you a trip!” The attending nurse was all “um.. how about…

I’m always grossed out when I hand over the sample... because it’s so warm. They feel that. It’s like picking up my dog’s poop with a bag... so warm. So fresh. So awkward.