I'm going to take this opportunity to share an anecdote that completely contradicts this study:
I'm going to take this opportunity to share an anecdote that completely contradicts this study:
YUP. She is a sucker for attention. She's practically begging for belly rubs at the moment.
now that is a gnarly poop story.
oh that is horrifying. I learned while camping that my dogs think human poop is delicious. They are gross.
I don't even have to click through- I've read that one... So good/terrible!
HAHAHAHA
Dammit, I came here to read all of the poop stories, but I'm too early. I don't have any great poop stories, but my dog did each a bunch of popcorn kernels yesterday so today I got to pick up extra lumpy dog poop (popcorn kernels do not digest well apparently). Sadly, I did not get a picture.
Well, I'm definitely not going to be friends with any of those ladies. SIGH.
I'm not one for pining. I'm more of a move on and never look back type. Maybe this is because that's the practical choice, or maybe it's because I'm always the one ending relationships. Or maybe it's because I'm an emotional robot, like my ex husband claims. /shrugs
that sounds super hot!
I did see that one! As someone who doesn't want kids, that left me shaking my head. But she's really good with other advice, haha.
That sounds like the ultimate rabbit hole/procrastination tool.
This is the best jogging story I've ever heard. I would like to be friends with you and your BFF.
Oh god, she's so bad with rape and victim blaming. I tend to skip those parts.
Yay, another advice column junkie! My top two are Thatz Not Okay and Dear Prudence. Prudie gives some terrible advice at times, but I still love her. Caity is just a treasure, but dammit, she needs to pay more attention to Thatz Not Okay.
I'm not sure what this says about me, but all of this sounds delicious and I'd like to try it. Even the fake bone marrow =/
WTF, the downtown galleria is closing? I've been away for too long.
See, that's what I got from it, and at first I had visions of sparking conversations with feminists. Then I thought about the lame jokes and pick up lines I'd probably get instead.
Hmm, maybe this is why I don't PMS: my bullshit tolerance is already dude-level.
The first time I ate rabbit was in survival school. I had to kill it myself, and since it had been days since I last ate, I happily bashed said rabbit over the head with a stick. It was amazingly delicious.