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My flower shop was in the lobby of a high rise office building and one time a guy from one of the offices came in a put his hands around my neck because I was out of yellow roses. It was the end of the day on Valentines Day. I told the owners and they 86'd him. He also used to grab the hands of the girls who worked at the deli across the lobby from me. They had to set his change on the counter and never give him the opportunity to touch them. Some people are just way messed up.

Who cares? It's a choice between a smelly shit sandwich and a moldy pile of festering dough.

A stranger on the street coming after me is not my idea of flirting.

Congratulations CS and pearlite! You must be so proud and I''m so glad to know two such exemplary parents!

And weirdly asking about Noah and Summer. Summer did not fare well either. 😎

I had heard a lot of people were butt hurt about it but that was the first time I'd seen it and I too teared up.

I didn't see any political bias. Would you like to elaborate? I mean the #MeToo movement has outed people on both sides of the aisle.

Yep, my dad has the same problem. I bought him some really high end Depend-like things. He won't use them, in fact his care giver just called me to tell me he had an "accident" in the car today and she was having a hell of a time getting him to wash up before he put on her freshly laundered pants. I too love that music in the Geico caveman commercial, anyone know what it's called?

My son uses Gillette Mach Three, just went to Amazon and ordered a ton of 'em.

In season one she tells Headmaster Charleston that she wants to be a journalist like Christiane Amanpour.

Like pulling open all the drawers on a file cabinet. I may or may not have learned this from experience.

Thanx spinx, you minx. I filled it out and did not mince words.

Eight million years ago when I was in college, your freshman and sophomore years were mainly required classes like math, science, social studies and so forth. When my mother was in college you couldn't even declare a major until junior year.

Not exceed the loudest sound in the shows. The commerciasl can be as loud as a huge explosion.

Ugh, I have that too. Every time I get frustrated that I can't get it to look as cool as it did yesterday, I remember that my hair has a mind of it's own and it doesn't pay to worry about it. It will probably look amazing tomorrow.

According to Pew Data, 33% of 25–29 year olds lived with their parents or grandparents in 2016 — nearly three times the number than in 1970. That’s pretty shocking!

Child of the sixties/seventies. My mother also worked (she owned a business with two locations) and she had dinner on the table every night by seven. We never ordered pizza or any other takeout/delivery but we did go out to eat at least once a week. My dad traveled a lot for business but when he was home he cooked too.

I think it's the same commercial.

Same here. I quit drinking milk as soon as I could get away with it, probably high school. I forced myself to drink it when I was expecting my son. I've never done it since. Bleh, nasty stuff.

I used to call my kid and myself out sick every Halloween. We'd rent scary movies, eat junk food and work on his costume for that evening. The tradition started after one Halloween when he really was sick and we watched scary movies all day. But that was it. One day a year.

Especially if he still has a mortgage or two.

WHY do parents do shit like this?

Same with Seattle, San Francisco or Atlanta. Hell, near Seattle it would go for two.

Yes! Oh, what I could do with that house. And not the insipid pastel nightmare that Kathy Bowman came up with either.

You and me both, Sister. I've seen these kind of lubbers in the wild. Attention whores, every one of them.