Duranie

I was born in 1971. I can't speak for all of Gen X, but my experience growing up in the 80s is that I was presented with "everything's fine, you just need to get a job and it'll all work out." So that's what I did, and got nowhere fast. Married too early to the wrong person because pooling our resources seemed to be the only way out, then still struggled to get anywhere. Everything pointed to "I guess we're just not trying hard enough." Follow this with depression, divorce, working multiple jobs at a time to keep a roof over my head...

I think plenty of Gen X were just on the the earlier edge of the wave that became what it is today.

United States, medium sized hospital in the Chicago suburbs.

Illinois, one of the Chicago suburbs.

I know in many bread baking communities people gush over dark mahogany crusts, but to me this is the perfect level of golden toastiness!

17 years ago on a Saturday night, just before bedtime, my 4yo son was being a dufus and managed to break his collarbone. Before we knew it was broken (but knew something was obviously wrong) I took him to the emergency room. We were stuck waiting about 6 hours to be seen. The nurse that triaged us was extremely apologetic and literally stated "I'm so sorry you've had to wait so long, we're stuck having to see the drunken scraped knees first just because they came in an ambulance."

I'm assuming that if my son were bleeding out he would be seen faster, but I've assumed that in non-life threatening situations that ambulances receive priority.

Ok, anatomical horror story aside - what kind of creepy ass fuck knuckle "smirked deviously" at a virgin while deciding what to "do to her." Who is this written for?

On Android there's a phone symbol at the top of the messenger that you can just tap to call. I'm not familiar with Apple products, but if they have something similar that could be helpful too.

Having assembled IKEA furniture, I'm pretty sure he didn't trap his sack during assembly lol.

Sitting on a stool with holes in it combined with a nice warm shower, scrotum relaxes, balls slip through a hole. The problem is that standing will try to yank both through at the same time, which just isn't going to work. I don't have balls of my own (someone who does please correct me if I'm wrong) but I'd imagine that after that startling moment, the scrotum would probably try to retract is contents for protection, which would make matters worse.

I work in hospice, so I'm in the homes of many, many elderly people. While it's not just the elderly, some people have balance, strength, endurance issues, or injuries that make standing and bathing risky. Falls are bad, falls when naked, wet, and onto hard surfaces are worse. You can purchase specialized medical equipment meant for shower use, but I can see someone using an inexpensive plastic stool as an alternative.

Look up Dylan Hollis! He's on YouTube and tests old recipes - be warned, he brings a LOT of personality lol. I really enjoy his videos and just picked up his cookbook, Baking Yesteryear.

This is difficult for me. There's a part of me that finds individual aspects of this room potentially likeable, but all together it's FAR too much! If you could take about 5-10% of this room and apply it to a non carpeted bathroom, it could possibly be nice.

"My assumptions based on incomplete data make me smart."

That's what you sound like.