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[dolf]

There seems to be a divide on that. My great-grandma used to let me give her pedicures. She had these gnarly toenails and callouses, and it gave me immense satisfaction to clip and file em down. Not a sexual thing or anything perverse like that - more like cleaning tile grout.

taming my men's feet always becomes a mission of mine. get too intimate and i'll file, buff & de-fungus them to civilisation.

 

[Laurel]

I used to have to do some "horrible" stuff for my Dad when he was sick with dementia. I didn't mind doing it, but I didn't enjoy it. And if it wasn't for a loved one, I think my stomach would turn a bit!

I don't think I could be a nurse or anything. Toilet stuff or anything involving blood or mucus would have me heaving. But for whatever reason, popping zits is satisfying. So long as they're normal-sized ones. I get the same feeling doing that as I do shining silver or metal things, or sanding wood, those sorts of things.

I know that sounds weird, but just remember - Johnny collects dolls.

 

[Laurel]

taming my men's feet always becomes a mission of mine. get too intimate and i'll file, buff & de-fungus them to civilisation.

This is TOTALLY the wrong thread, BUT since you brought up fungus: a few years back while in Cambodia I got fungus under a fingernail. Tried tea tree oil, didn't do a thing. Doctor gave me an oral antibiotic, then told me what I'd already read on the Net - that nail fungus was famously intractable, that antibiotics had a low success rate, that I'd have to just wait it out.

A few weeks after I ran out of antibiotics, I went for my very first Shellac manicure. Part of the process of applying Shellac involves using a UV light to dry the coats. Shortly after then, the fungus started to fade. After my second manicure, it slowly disappeared entirely of the course of a month.

So, those UV light dryer things manicurists use seem to kill nail fungus. FYI

 

[Fata Morgana]

I don't think I could be a nurse or anything. Toilet stuff or anything involving blood or mucus would have me heaving. But for whatever reason, popping zits is satisfying. So long as they're normal-sized ones. I get the same feeling doing that as I do shining silver or metal things, or sanding wood, those sorts of things.

I know that sounds weird, but just remember - Johnny collects dolls.

Blood doesn't faze me. Toilet stuff I had to do for my Dad and whilst I didn't like it I didn't barf or owt. Zit popping on someone else or squeezing anything spot like makes me heave a bit to be honest.

Johnny who? If it's Savage I'm calling off the wedding.

 

[Laurel]

Blood doesn't faze me. Toilet stuff I had to do for my Dad and whilst I didn't like it I didn't barf or owt. Zit popping on someone else or squeezing anything spot like makes me heave a bit to be honest.

Johnny who? If it's Savage I'm calling off the wedding.

If it's family, I think you just deal. Like having kids.

But yeah - it's Savage. But I wouldn't worry. I think the dolls aren't kept in the bedroom.

 

[Laurel]

http://i.livescience.com/images/i/000/059/671/original/roast-turkey-131125.jpg?1385401250

Contrary to popular belief, eating turkey isn't the main reason you feel sleepy after a Thanksgiving feast.

The oft-repeated turkey myth stems from the fact that turkey contains the amino acid tryptophan, which forms the basis of brain chemicals that make people tired. But turkey isn't any more sleep-inducing than other foods. In fact, consuming large amounts of carbohydrates and alcohol may be the real cause of a post-Thanksgiving-meal snooze, experts say.​

- read the full article Thanksgiving Myth Busted: Eating Turkey Won't Make You Sleepy (from Live Science)​

 

[Fata Morgana]

If it's family, I think you just deal. Like having kids.

But yeah - it's Savage. But I wouldn't worry. I think the dolls aren't kept in the bedroom.

Probably so.

Oh god. They would all be watching us on our wedding night. Hundreds of staring glassy eyes. I'm calling it off. I never liked dolls when I was a kid.

Another one bites the dust...

 

[girlsmiley]

This one? http://www.youtube.com/embed/7H30PCR0hs0?autoplay=1

The used the wrong equipment. They needed a garden trowel.

Oh my god!

 

[Laurel]

Probably so.

Oh god. They would all be watching us on our wedding night. Hundreds of staring glassy eyes. I'm calling it off. I never liked dolls when I was a kid.

Another one bites the dust...

At least it's not clowns.

 

[girlsmiley]

ME TOO! As a kid my aunt and I would give each other facials and she'd let me pop her whiteheads. And it was fun. But I can't tell this to people because they get all ill.

Won't click on the blackhead link though. Too scared.

Click it, Laurelle. It's not that bad.

 

[Fata Morgana]

Well that was fucking foul. Worse than the exploding arse, the four- way split cock and Kitty's cheesy pasta cock.

 

[girlsmiley]

Click it, Laurelle. It's not that bad.

Yeah.

I may have lied a little bit.

 

[Colonel Hogan]

Yeah.

I may have lied a little bit.

That was the most disgusting thing I've ever seen, AND I couldn't take my eyes off of it. I HAD to see what was at the bottom of that excavation.

A ruptured gas line?

Skeletal remains from the Ming dynasty?

Nylon fabric from the parachute of D. B. Cooper?

One of those Florida homes that fell into a sinkhole?

They cut the video before taking a good look down into the caldera itself. Probably a wise move since the volcano may very well be active.

 

[pointless]

From my experience women gain a certain primate like grooming satisfaction from occasionally (or more if you let them) going over their mate.

Being a young chap working in dusty hot environs I had a gf that loved to sit with me every once and a while and go over me inch by inch. Another gf later used to get as much satisfaction as the first.

I can say with 100% certainty that I'll never go looking for stuff on my gf to coax out of their flesh. I'll do it if asked but I'm not as seeking the experience out.

maybe that's because they are primates.

 

[lovetoread]

That was the most disgusting thing I've ever seen, AND I couldn't take my eyes off of it. I HAD to see what was at the bottom of that excavation.

A ruptured gas line?

Skeletal remains from the Ming dynasty?

Nylon fabric from the parachute of D. B. Cooper?

One of those Florida homes that fell into a sinkhole?

They cut the video before taking a good look down into the caldera itself. Probably a wise move since the volcano may very well be active.

Yea, I was a little upset they didn't show the hole.

 

[RealTnAwBrains2]

Yea, I was a little upset they didn't show the hole.

I'm still trying to figure out why the hell someone would knowingly leave a blackhead for 25 years. Why, why, why?!?

 

[Laurel]

Click it, Laurelle. It's not that bad.

Hmm...okay...

Well that was fucking foul. Worse than the exploding arse, the four- way split cock and Kitty's cheesy pasta cock.

Worst than the cheesy pasta cock? *shudders*

Yeah.

I may have lied a little bit.

 

[Laurel]

http://qzprod.files.wordpress.com/2013/11/lulu.jpg?w=240

Sometime earlier this year, my mother, a native of Zhejiang province, was shocked to learn that China’s one-child policy was not the rule of law everywhere. “Are you saying not every country has a one-child policy?” she said.

Hearing that made me sad. It was because of the one-child policy that my mother resorted to an illegal clinic where she had the IUD that the hospital inserted, immediately after the birth of my older brother in 1985, removed. It was because of this policy that she then hid with her relatives in another village during her next pregnancy—when she was carrying me.

I am an unwelcome second child. The Chinese government would have preferred I had never been born. If my mom’s pregnancy was ever discovered, I would have been aborted.

Now, after almost 34 years of enacting it and 24 years after my birth, China has reversed its one-child policy. As long as one parent is a single child, families can now welcome a second child. People like me, whose parents weren’t very obedient, will just have to marry another only child if we want two kids. I might be spared from my mother’s pain.​

- read the full article My parents spent their life savings to have me—a second child in China (from Quartz)​

 

[Byron In Exile]

http://timelifeblog.files.wordpress.com/2013/10/01_268693.jpg?w=383

Guadalcanal. Iwo Jima. Saipan. These names, and others from the Pacific Theater during World War II, serve as a kind of brutal shorthand for scenes of unspeakable carnage and, at times, unfathomable courage.

But for reasons lost to the decades, countless other pivotal battles in the Pacific have been largely forgotten by most of the world — even as they’re remembered and commemorated by the dwindling number of those still alive who fought in them, and by those who lost husbands, brothers, fathers and friends to the war. The long, long, three-and-half-year New Guinea Campaign, for example, saw scores of battles as bloody and as strategically vital as any others fought during WWII, but the names and places of many of those battles and the places strike no chord with the general public.
[...]
What is ultimately so notable about Strock’s picture, however — beyond its sheer technical excellence, and its quiet power — is that when it was published in LIFE magazine in September 1943, it was the first time that any photograph depicting dead American troops had appeared in any American publication during World War II. The story behind how the photograph came to be published, meanwhile, speaks volumes about LIFE magazine’s national stature during the war, and the strained relationship that always exists (and, in an elemental way, should always exist) between journalists and government officials.

The short version of the story goes like this:

For months after Strock made his now-iconic picture, LIFE’s editors pushed the American government’s military censors to allow the magazine to publish that one photograph. The concern, among some at LIFE and certainly many in the government, was that Americans were growing complacent about a war that was far from over and in which an Allied victory was far from certain. A 25-year-old LIFE correspondent in Washington named Cal Whipple refused to take no for an answer from the censors and — as he put it in a memoir written for his family years later — he “went from Army captain to major to colonel to general, until I wound up in the office of an assistant secretary of the Air Corps, who decided, ‘This has to go to the White House.’”​

- read the full article Behind the Picture: ‘Three Dead Americans,’ Buna Beach, 1943 (from Time)​

Yes...

 

[Byron In Exile]

I need to study up on being an Angry White Man.

You need to study up on why John Denver was gay.

Make a report in triplicate.

 

[Byron In Exile]

Laurelle, please see to Pete.

There's a general concern about him.

 

[Byron In Exile]

We all just want him to get well.

 

[Byron In Exile]

Also, I'm not half as drunk as I might be.

 

[girlsmiley]

That was the most disgusting thing I've ever seen, AND I couldn't take my eyes off of it. I HAD to see what was at the bottom of that excavation.

A ruptured gas line?

Skeletal remains from the Ming dynasty?

Nylon fabric from the parachute of D. B. Cooper?

One of those Florida homes that fell into a sinkhole?

They cut the video before taking a good look down into the caldera itself. Probably a wise move since the volcano may very well be active.

Imagine the smell, Colonel. Aargh!

Yea, I was a little upset they didn't show the hole.

How fucking huge was that thing. *gags*

Hmm...okay...



Worst than the cheesy pasta cock? *shudders*

 

[girlsmiley]

Oops.