an eyeful
I just spent a chunk of my afternoon on the phone with Katie as my kids were tantruming talking about fucked up people (which of course does not include us except for the fact that fucked up people fuck us up). And in the middle of a very serious conversation about life and love, Katie saw a man playing with himself while looking at porn next to the dumpster behind Winnings.
On a brighter note, starting on Monday Winnings will be open until 11 pm for those of us who want to study, or those of us who would rather jack off by the dumpster when it's dark out.
On a brighter note, starting on Monday Winnings will be open until 11 pm for those of us who want to study, or those of us who would rather jack off by the dumpster when it's dark out.
posted by jill at 16:12
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Please see Figure 15-8 in the text Maternal-Newborn Nursing & Women's Health Care.
Do they teach that in nursing school...I can't wait for Monday!
How bout a socket full of crystal.
(clearing throat) i'm sorry, i have a different edition cuz i borrowed my copy from the mother baby unit. so um...if i'm following the syllabus correctly and finding the chapter you're referencing...are you talking about pelvic exams?
cuz if you are, i heard we have to give them to each other.
well katie, a socket full of crystals didn't help you then and they're not gonna help us now. i like your idea that all is good because it was your choice. i kinda feel this way about the magic 8-ball (should i move to albuquerque? should i move to portland?) cuz even though i've made some choices, i obviously can't control other people around me, nor can i choose which way my heart goes....so the "boy" thing isn't really a choice. at least for me. happens when you're not paying attention.
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