You’re welcome. :sunglasses:

If, at any time, you find these drive-by lessons annoying, though, just let me know. I will cease and desist.


No, I think they’re 100x more helpful than the one dimensional software.

Keep them coming. I’ll fall, so to speak, and then get right back up.


Obviously, you’ve never been to a Bachelor Piñata Party. :face_with_raised_eyebrow:


I have not.

Honestly, I find those kinds of parties for women or men sort of unseemly. And I am not at all a prude, it’s probably that I’m an introvert. You need to be an extrovert for those parties I presume.


I wouldn’t know.

Those types of parties, to me, are about as substantial as cud.

And I always eschew the cud.


I only went to one party for a pal that was getting married when we were in graduate school.

I didn’t have much fun. I don’t enjoy objectifying nor making sex cheap.


I hear you, Em.

But consider the possibility that this type of celebration is a purely symbolic ritual. Despite widespread rumours to the contrary, sex doesn’t end after the “I do’s” have been exchanged.


I realize that it’s a symbolic gesture, though I think it’s just another way to sell stuff really.


Can’t disagree with you there.





This doggo sure sheds a lot!




…never brush a creature whose claws are longer than the brush handle?







Baby Animal Cuteness Overload!


More animal cuteness

Goat Pajama Party, who doesn’t want to go to one?


Prey meets predator - the photoshop fusion