I just hate it when...

Oh, that's OK. No real harm done. I'm sure my eye will stop twitching in a couple of days. :D

To be serious, I do remember when TMI went hot. It wasn't near as bad as Chernobyl...as Filatova Elena Vladimirovna sees it, but it was the U.S. Chernobyl. Scary stuff, those reactors.

I can remember the Chernobyl disaster, though I was small (around 5 years old) at the time. The disaster derailed the nuclear power plant in the town where I was growing up, because the proposed design was similar to the Chernobyl reactor.

I have been a fan of Elena's for years though. She has a very poetical eye, and I have loved her photos forever.
 
*shudders*

Yes. The fact that the boys will trend lower and lower as I age scares me. "The Dip" will become even more likely.

Ugh.

Now to really freak the guys out...

Older Geisha who were apprentices before the "modern" child labor laws (and advent of wigs) tend to have a small bald spot about the size of a US quarter at the crown of their heads, from pulling the hair through the framey thing that the warenabi (sp? It is not in my spell-checker) hairstyle is wrapped around. The skin on their head has enough give that they can get the bald spot removed by having the hairless skin excised, and then pulled tight and stitched shut. I wonder if the excess ball sac skin could be fixed in a similar way. It would be a ball lift instead of a facelift.
 
Does this happen? Ew ew ew, maybe I don't want to be a guy next time around, I'd never even THOUGHT about this!

I love me some pendulous balls though. High tight little nutsacks are the bane of my enjoyment.

Unfortunately, yes.

Please to not be thinking evil towards my non-high-and-tight balls.

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Now to really freak the guys out...

Older Geisha who were apprentices before the "modern" child labor laws (and advent of wigs) tend to have a small bald spot about the size of a US quarter at the crown of their heads, from pulling the hair through the framey thing that the warenabi (sp? It is not in my spell-checker) hairstyle is wrapped around. The skin on their head has enough give that they can get the bald spot removed by having the hairless skin excised, and then pulled tight and stitched shut. I wonder if the excess ball sac skin could be fixed in a similar way. It would be a ball lift instead of a facelift.

*WINCE* :eek:

I'll just continue to wear briefs, thanks.
 
Shit, if my balls EVER hit the water I'd see about getting a special toilet. And I hate shitting in public places as it is.
 
I just hate it when I set down to go potty and my balls dip into the cold water.
:eek:
You need to get the style of toilets we have here in Denmark. I've noticed on my trips to the US, that our toilets seem to have more distance between the seat and the water ;)
 
You need to get the style of toilets we have here in Denmark. I've noticed on my trips to the US, that our toilets seem to have more distance between the seat and the water ;)

Exactly what I was thinking. Now I don't have any balls, but I can't even imagine the length of hanging that would reach the water in a standard Swedish toilet.

Seriously freaky. :eek:
 
You need to get the style of toilets we have here in Denmark. I've noticed on my trips to the US, that our toilets seem to have more distance between the seat and the water ;)

Likely because Europe is tighter on water restrictions for loos. The gpm max is lower there than a lot of US toilets currently in use.
 
I hate it when I accidentally kick something in the middle of the night. Or hit something with my elbow. Things like that. I want to rage at the top of my frakking lungs but can't because there are other bloody people here. EVEN THOUGH I CAN HEAR THE BASS OF THE GUY ABOVE ME. WHO IS GOING TO GET A FUCKING HOCKEY STICK UPSIDE THE HEAD IN HALF A SECOND BECAUSE I AM GOING TO CLIMB UP THE WALL, BREAK THROUGH THE WINDOW AND RIP HIS HEAD OFF.
 
* is really glad im not the guy above Mister Sir* I hate it when I get started on a really long awesome post and my computer freezes, making me have to shut down and start all over:rose:
 
I hate it when I accidentally kick something in the middle of the night. Or hit something with my elbow. Things like that. I want to rage at the top of my frakking lungs but can't because there are other bloody people here. EVEN THOUGH I CAN HEAR THE BASS OF THE GUY ABOVE ME. WHO IS GOING TO GET A FUCKING HOCKEY STICK UPSIDE THE HEAD IN HALF A SECOND BECAUSE I AM GOING TO CLIMB UP THE WALL, BREAK THROUGH THE WINDOW AND RIP HIS HEAD OFF.

Try stepping on a lego piece.

That I hate.
 
Try stepping on a cat. They don't care for that. :eek:

I would almost rather step on the cat. She will forgive me and stay away from my feet for a few days. Legos are evil and vindictive and will lie in wait to shred the bottom of my foot again as soon as possible!
 
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I would almost rather step on the cat. She will forgive me and stay away from my feet for a few days. Legos are evil and vindictive and will lie in way the shred the bottom of my foot again as soon as possible!

Perhaps you should meet my cat. He's stubborn and thinks that I should learn to move out of the way of him walking, not the other way around. He also likes to randomly pounce and shred my feet with his teeth. Thank goodness his front claws are gone, otherwise I'd be one giant walking scar!
 
Mine is a sweetie about stuff like that. She does not shred people or small children.

But we do appear to have a huge herd of invisible mice that run amock at night time.
 
I also hate it when I have to do plumbing. There is a reason plumbers charge such obscene rates. Plumbing sucks.

The downstairs toilet has not been flushing well lately, and it started shortly after Youngest Son started seriously using the toilet. I *knew* that it was because he put something down it. He does that sort of thing. Plunged it endlessly, it backed up constantly, tried all sorts of things. Nothing worked. I even bought a toilet auger and used that. Nope. It did confirm that something was in there though. Yay for confirmation.

So today I took the toilet apart and pulled it off the floor. I still don't understand why you always see people talking about how heavy toilets are. It weighed surprisingly little (then again, one of my major hobbies is powerlifitng, so maybe my sense of 'heavy' is crap). It took some doing, but, sure enough, there was a toy in there. Diesel 10 from the Thomas the Tank Engine show to be specific. And that means Youngest Son. *grumble*
(viv's theory was that he wanted to see Diesel go into the "tunnel" at the bottom of the toilet.) Fortunately he got out of the playing in the toilet stage very quickly.

Anyway, the toilet is back together, and I managed to keep water splashing to a minimum. Even better, I had latex gloves, and kept my hands clean. ( *shudder* )

I still hate plumbing. My next challenge is to rebuild one of the upstairs toilets. Some days I hate that I'm moderately competent with such things. Fortunately I hate to part with the money more than I hate to do plumbing and other household repairs.
 
yes - I just hate it when I must do any plumbing work :mad:


electricity, now that is something else altogether :D

I'm less unhappy with electrical work. Far less chance of getting messy. Still not my idea of a fun time.
 
I just hate it when I do the dishes a little violently and get a big splash all over me and the floor.

Me too, especially when I'm doing them at the last minute before going out somewhere and then I have to go change.
 
i just hate when i wake up 15 minutes before my alarm goes off! eerrgghh!
 
i just hate when i wake up 15 minutes before my alarm goes off! eerrgghh!
That's better than the 8 or 9 minutes before that I usually wake up. Then I have to decide - before I *truly* wake up - if it's worth it to go back to sleep for those few minutes. (The answer is almost always "Yes.")
 
That's better than the 8 or 9 minutes before that I usually wake up. Then I have to decide - before I *truly* wake up - if it's worth it to go back to sleep for those few minutes. (The answer is almost always "Yes.")

Oh, yes. I love the snoozebutton. ;)


:D
 
I really don't like the word hate so I'll use dislike.

I dislike it when we are over 2 weeks into "spring" and there is still snow on the ground!

Argh. I just want to see green grass again and work in my gardens.
 
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