@billybobjoesmith: 8" is about where my vadge ends, so anything longer than that is painful and unsatisfying for him.

@FourInchHeels: My aunt and her husband were like that. They married when he was in his 50's and she was in her 20's, he was her college professor. They had two kids and were married until he passed away a few years ago. She's in her 60's now and the kids are all grown up. They were very happy and I look at their…

@dontdrinkthehaterade: I'm the same way. I've always enjoyed children and used to work with them for a living, but my favorite part of the day was handing them over to their parents. That said, I'm approaching 30 and feel the occasional hormonal maternal twinge. It is not enough, however, to convince me I actually…

Ha! I'm woefully unprepared, even though I do live in a domestic partner situation with someone who makes enough money to cover me if I lost my job. BUT! $1000 a month? That shit ain't happening.

@clevernamehere: I suspect it's not too difficult to bribe the government official sent to validate the relationship. And if the guy has $8000 to begin with, I'm sure another $100 or so wouldn't be hard to come by.

Weird, I just got back from Galapagos a couple days ago so I've totally had it with sea lions. FYI: the little ones are very friendly and they bite. Also, they don't really make the barking seal sound, they make more of a *bleaagh* barfy sound. Hilarious and gross!

@fluffybudgie: Often interview subjects for docs are, depending on how much money the production has. I would imagine in this case that Nat'l Geographic provided some compensation to the family for allowing them to film their lives. Not sure about 20/20, though.

Oh, Dodai. What would this crappy Friday afternoon be without you?

If you read the article they say that depositing about $8000 in the bride's name to the Egyptian National Bank will get you around the 25-year limit. Seems like it's tailored specifically to people who are doing this for human trafficking purposes. Gah.

When I was in college if he couldn't get it up because he was drunk or stoned it just meant he went down on me until he could. I had my first orgasms from oral that way, come to think of it. Ah, fond memories.

@CMG: I'm so glad I'm not alone. I'm really horrified sometimes by how frequently I used to kick little boys in the balls when I was a little girl. Gah.

@solaana: Yeah, it's bad enough when the BF hasn't shaved his face for a couple days, I can't imagine what an entire head of stubble would do to me. Ouch!

@curiousk: Okay, I'm really mortally embarrassed now that last year I got drunk at the Pride parade and went to Victoria's Secret and bought my first ever thong, which has little jewels on it that spell out "j'taime." I don't wear it, but my boyfriend looks awesome in it. Do I get to keep my feminist card?

Um, he looks like Liberace. Nobody as dreamy as Clive Owen should ever, under any circumstances, look like Liberace.

@♥ dosido ☮: Thank you so much for sharing that, gave me my first really good laugh of the day.

@rocknrollunicorn: Start walking and/or biking. I went from a lifetime of being apple-shaped to being hourglass-shaped over the last couple years by making my ass do most of the work. My butt keeps getting bigger, and my waist gets smaller. Pants fit so much better now. I mean, I'm still a size 10 or 12 (or 8 if I'm…

@SouthernComfort: Damn straight. Here's a young woman who is famous for actually doing something relatively admirable instead of being famous for being rich and stupid. More power to her, I'd buy her product just to support her business.

@laurafin: And center! I'm jealous!

@marib: Decent cyclists around here do obey traffic laws, though not all. A few running red lights have been hit and killed in the last year or so. I stop for all reds, and stop for all stop signs when there are cars or pedestrians. I coast through deserted stop signs. I also signal for turns, which is more than I can…

Dodai, it's official, you are my long-lost sister. Or maybe just the "me" I want to be. I didn't have the nads to buy that Hello Kitty bike, I'm glad *someone* has one. Between this, the catalogs and the handbags there's no way we don't share a chromosome or two.