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Well in that case, can Kevin sleep with me?

No thank you. The eggs would have to be enormous to develop into a human baby, and laying one of those every month would suck.

My coworker had a full hysterectomy in her late 30s for the same reason and she's described it as basically a living hell for about a year. Just a complete nightmare where she felt like her body completely turned on her and she had no control over anything it was doing - hearing about it made my attitude about keeping my ovaries much more enthusiastic. BUT she was pretty much fully through menopause after that year, so the good news is that your wife's situation is likely pretty temporary. The bad news is that a year can feel like much longer when things aren't going well, and I'm guessing she can't do any hormone replacement to ease her symptoms because of the cancer risk. I did keep my ovaries and I'm still having some hormonal nonsense (pseudo hot flashes are not making me real optimistic about the real thing, let me tell you), so I can only imagine how much that sucks.

The thing is, you're probably not actually doing anything wrong, it's just a total tsunami of fuckery in her body atm that's making her feel that way. I would suggest marriage counseling, because it's possible that a neutral third party can help your wife see that, even though she's not totally in control of her body or feelings right now, she still doesn't get to make you feel like shit and she might end up destroying a relationship she still wants once she's past this stage. There's no easy solution, though, it's just everyone putting their heads down and pushing through it, unfortunately.

I'm a mosque. The loud noise is usually, "damn it!" when I do something incredibly graceful, like walk into a wall or accidentally throw my phone across the room.

They're all almost the end of the thing but not the very end. Of course they're the same thing.

I doubt they're taking it personally. A lot of people who very much do need help say the same thing you did, and they don't know you. All they know is that you're unhoused and refusing assistance.

Oh if the rapture people's idea of god is the right one, I'm definitely not getting into heaven. But that's ok, heaven would be full of people I'd never want to hang out with anyway.

It's almost 9pm where I am and there's no sign of it. Jesus better hurry his ass up if he wants to be on time.

I'm not big on violence, and I don't enjoy hitting people, but I've done it a couple of times and I'm always willing to throw down with nazis. If we're not willing to defend ourselves and others, we might as well just hand them the keys and let them do whatever they want. That's gonna be a hard no for me.

I mean, if there's a fully functional way to order online, why would you call? I just prefer a phone call when something would take paragraphs to explain or if there really isn't an easy way to do something via a website/email.

My coworker spent 30 minutes trying to find another way to contact a vendor after I told her the easiest way to order the thing she needed was just to call and it would take 2 minutes. I hate calling too, but that's just dumb. Or maybe I just like efficiency more than I hate the phone.

I'm pretty firm on my stance that we should punch all nazis, but I'm not sure this "genetically superior" specimen would even feel it past all her filler.