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ThistleDog
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It's all a matter of personal judgement. If you've got young kids in the house that will not understand gun safety, lock the guns up and realize you've lost that protection. If you've got older kids, teach them gun safety and ensure the rules are followed. If you've noticed someone hanging around your house or

What my parents did when we were growing up is show us the guns, show us where they're kept, and tell us that if we ever want to handle them, show them off to friends, or even try shooting one we would just have to ask them for permission. We wouldn't get in trouble, we might not always get permission, but they'd

I didn't even realize it was in Blanchard until you pointed it out... I feel like I just got punched in the stomach. My mother's side of the family is from Blanchard and I spent a lot of time there growing up. Just this past spring I was there for my grandma's funeral and I remember just turning my cell off because

Even when I was still being raised to believe gay marriage is evil and wrong, I thought this would be a better way of handling things.

That's why you practice gun safety and if necessary, get a gun cabinet. It's very hard to have an accident when the guns are kept in a safe place and stored unloaded. You'd have to know how to get to (which means finding the key to the cabinet) and load the gun to have an accident, and with that level of prep I

I just hit the 12 range and I'm doing a double-take every time I see that labeled as plus size. I always figured my 6/8 days were highschool only when I was gawky and didn't have curves.

Huh. Inventory control, maybe?

I have trouble feeling sympathy for anything that happens to this thief. But what on earth is the pet store doing with that kind of animal in the first place? Jeez.

Right when the recession really hit there were a bunch of people that traded in their gym for a neighbor's driveway. They had twenty people out there on good days, men and women. It was inspiring.

Equinox: the reason women-only gyms exist.

The place I work at right now actually does have a woman leading an all guy team of developers. She's doing a fantastic job at it too. It's a very unusual place in that regards though and many of the women - myself included - continue working here even though we know we can get a higher pay elsewhere because it's

I have no idea about the humble/helpful connection, but as someone with a visible disability, I get the most help from strangers from: the older generation, non-whites, and twenties-aged aged women that are alone. The very few instances I've gotten help from a woman in her late thirties/forties with kids the help was

"Why aren't we focusing on providing better services to teenagers? "

I'm surprised not to see snark on Lady Gaga's hot air balloon outfit. Seriously, did anyone else think of a hot air balloon for her all-black outfit?

There's something about using the word 'damaged' here that I find a bit disturbing. Can you please elaborate what you mean by that, because I don't want to make assumptions and it's kind of bothering me that I'm not sure what you mean.

Or at the very least, safe-haven laws. I know one little girl that was adopted that way and it's worked out very well for everyone involved. I refuse to say the mother abandoned the girl because that's implying she was neglectful, and I feel it's a very brave thing to admit you can't raise a child and give it up to

Sadly, they did not, but I didn't ask them to either - I was flying to a funeral and didn't want to deal with it. I also have the expectation that the only people who will be vigilant about my disorder is myself, my doctors, and my close friends/family. Maybe it's a sad statement about our world, but I just don't

It did once. The flight had a layover but wasn't supposed to actually be a connection, but they changed it and we had to go to a different terminal. A woman that had a long layover for her own flight jumped in and escorted me to the gate. She was a very awesome lady.

I've never been particularly afraid of flying. At least not the dying bit. Instead I get to worry about getting sick as a dog or if I'll lose the ability to walk or see or both or maybe I'll just get lucky and pass out for the duration of the flight or if they'll forget I requested disability assistance and leave me

I consider myself very lucky that my baby-bearing friends have twisted senses of humor and they post the pictures that are actually kind of funny, like the baby deciding to sample the dog's food.