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I get some personal sexual pleasure from fellatio, not necessarily orgasm, but only because I get seriously aroused at taunting and teasing my partner. Fellatio is very useful for that. However, I almost always use it as more foreplay than a means to orgasm.

Yeah, but the Peacock family at least wanted to keep to themselves and have nothing to do with the outside world.

I have met three men in my life who believed that periods are similar to peeing. You go to the bathroom, you “pee” out the blood, and that pads and tampons were for lazier women or those who were incontinent. These are men that I consider intelligent. They were not unkind either, just baffled at what an actual period

Coming from my own experience, there are also some religious who use it as an excuse to not make an effort in life. Why go to college, Jesus will be here soon! Why get a better job? Why try at this? It becomes an easy victory for them: they do absolutely nothing, and they reap the benefits of being better than

I grew up taking AC for granted. It was always just there for me, through all the 90+ degree summers with drenching humidity.

So, I can maybe shed some light on this. I come from a family that teetered on the edge of poor and lower middle class. It took me a LONG time to buy in bulk, because of pure sticker shock. Sure, a bulk pack of toilet paper is cheaper, but there was a mental block when it came to the higher purchase price. It was

Hey now, my best paper of all time was written the weekend before it was due :)

I know the library thing wasn’t required by the school, it was just a thing that she did. And I also know that many classes can be mixed, and it never bothered me in those classes, since I knew the logic behind it. It was when I exited the mixed/basic classes, when we were all either seniors or grad students, that is

I know you’re right up to a certain point. I went along fine with it when I was doing primarily undergrad, but when it was still going on when I was taking master level classes, it got extremely annoying. We were a very small department, so all of the students in my major were taking the same classes, with the same

Most of my third and fourth year students still expect a ready-made formula for writing a critical analysis essay and a survey of my freshman said that over 95% of them only had written personal essays and that they’d all received As on them in highschool, without comments. I get questions in an email, such as “how

You’ve managed to articulate an idea that has been rambling around my brain for the past few years, the idea that the conservatives see everything in a black & white, good vs bad, us vs them, scenario. I think I love you for this.

I once had a debt collector call me and try to collect a debt from my daughter. It was obviously some kind of scam or a similar name, since I highly doubt that my kid racked up a surgical medical bill in another state at one week old without my knowledge.

I cannot wait for one of these kids to grow into a teenager and start yelling, “You’re not 100% my mom! You can’t tell me what to do!”

We did think night terrors at first, but she was completely asleep when she did that, and waking her did not fit the same symptoms of waking someone with night terrors. She never had any panic associated with it, plus she was sleep screaming pretty much from day one, which I believe is too young for night terrors

Thing is, it wasn’t night terrors, or at least it didn’t present itself as such. She just cannot sleep quietly. As an infant, she screamed. Then it morphed into weird baby talk jumbles, to squawking, and now it is just weird sentences and phrases. If she wakes up (or if we wake her up), she’s just a normal, groggy

She has vivid dreams with an occasional nightmare, but thankfully no night terrors.

I cannot imagine that. I just cannot. My kidlet was what I called a sleep screamer. She would be fast asleep, and then suddenly raise her head, scream at the top of her lungs (while still asleep!), continue to scream for about 5 minutes, and then drop back asleep like nothing had happened. This happened about once an

If a shark pops out of the water and bites them, is that spousal abuse? Or if a jellyfish stings them? What if a sea lion slaps them silly?
Or are those different entities who are cohabiting with the ocean? Or are they the ocean’s children? Siblings? Are the fish pets or decoration?

It might be related to the Doritos salad to-go that was served at my high school. It was an individual bag of Doritos, in which some lettuce, ground beef, and shredded cheese was thrown into. The bag was then shaken around, topped with a dollop of sour cream if one desired a more taco salad experience, and then eaten

I have zero sense of time, but I was instilled with a fear of being late as a kid. I just cannot be late. So I compensated by being ridiculously early in every way. Class starts at 10am and a 5 minute walk from car? I need to be there by 9am, preferably 8:45. Otherwise, the world will end as I am a shamed tardy