yeah... she probably had a piss fetish, bro.

On a cautiously optimistic note, maybe all that — plus the fact that she was a white citizen of another nation with which we’re on friendly terms — means that some legislation or something will be passed to finally clamp down on these out-of-control cops.

Oh man... I was curious what they had to say about American Gods, and the tone is so scandalized. “It’s almost as if someone from Starz’ executive wing looked at Game of Thrones and American Horror Story and said, ‘Nope, not extreme enough. Let’s double it. Triple it if we can.’
 

Former evangelical, now proud atheist member of the liberal media. Shit like Brio definitely contributed.

I internalized and absorbed enough bullshit during my Evangelical youth. Luckily, the shit Brio was peddling wasn’t part of it. I mean, some well-meaning (?) family member did buy me a subscription at one point, but I always skipped straight to the “Cafeteria Lady” bit (the juiciest part by far) and tossed the rest. I…

Plugged In was so hilariously nitpicky... It had like an itemized list of every swear or near-swear word each movie contained.

I think you’ve hit the nail on the head.

I read Clubhouse for many years (it was junk, but fucking Cricket was too secular for my folks) and I gotta say, I don’t remember that one.

Thanks! It was, though as a consummate tomboy I had no idea what to do with it most of the time. Now it’s very very short.

At 22 and 5'3" I look like a prepubescent boy with tits (or not, depending on what I’m wearing). During my first week post-moving out to a new job, my parents stopped by to take me out for supper and see how I was settling in. I felt so adult, so free...

Thanks for the kind words, folks! Youths: be your dang selves!

please tell me there are pics that sounds delightful

I think the prom dresses that are Aggressively You are the best kinds of prom dresses. :)

I’d like to think I was. :)

They were the heels-iest heels I’d ever worn, at the time.

The year was 2011 (I’m a youngun). I found this beautifully awful thing at a vintage clothing store (for like $10) and instantly knew it’d be perfect for the masquerade-themed sophomore prom. And y’know, as goofy as I knew the giant bow was and is, and as terrible a length as it is, I still felt like a million bucks.  

I loved every fucking minute of Sense8, man. (And... every minute of fucking, tbh.) It was colorful and bonkers and emotional and absolutely unique. I adored so many of the characters. Was it truly a *good* show? mmMmmaybe. But I loved it and I’m going to miss it.

Good luck to both of you! Have you given in to temptation and named the lil guy yet?

Folks, to reiterate what Vanessa said, please do make sure to discuss these things in advance. Some of them have the potential to be emotionally intense, and in unexpected ways. For example, if your partner already struggles to orgasm, being suddenly denied the opportunity to can be really disappointing and upsetting…

Yeah, the lil cutie definitely needs warmth, and it’ll feel more secure if it’s got something to hold onto... you can wrap a towel around a hot water bottle for it, for example. Poodletime II’s source is good too.