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how well does a bidet clean your bunghole? i've always wanted to try one...
Why would a normal person even have a bidet on their toilet?
could not put this in the same post as above. that looks pretty ****** rambro. sorry man.
So you unleashed the krakken?
Why would a normal person even have a bidet on their toilet?
I keep a clean anus. What can I say.
My friend got beaten up last night. We were drinking in a bar until about 3:00 am then I got a cab and he walked home (about 10 minutes) E-mailed him just now,
"You get home OK"
"Naa went to the hospital"
My wife just spoke to his wife on the phone, he's got busted teeth and his eye is so fucked up he might lose sight.
btw, pisses me off right now... just found out yesterday one of the people I knew in the mountain biking circle died early this week. he was part of the group that kinda adopted me when I was just starting, and was always a swell guy every time we regularly bump into each other out in the trails. anyway, he had to stop a year or so back when he found out he had tumor growing, and I remember asking a mutual friend last december how he was doing and he told me the guy's doing great and he heard he finished his chemo and he's been given a clean bill of health... apparently the cancer spread or whatever and he succumbed to cardiac arrest in the hospital where he was confined in icu. guy was just 37 years old.
well, got a taste of my own mortality yesterday. Dad fell while working on the ranch and wound up in the ER. He's okay, was cracking jokes in the ambulance as they took him in, but still. He ain't as young as he once was, and that reminds me that I'm not as young as I once was. Also kinda reminds me that - even if I decide to see the glass as half-full...it's really less-than-half these days.
Top that distressing news with the push-back I got from the wife when I called her and tried to weigh heading to the hospital (four hours away) versus staying put, and when she played that card (Well you know you have a family here as well! OJFC), I hung up on her and didn't pick up any of her next 6 or so calls. Turned out that she ran out of gas on the way home and I didn't know until I saw her walking up the street to the driveway. An hour later I had both cars back in the driveway. What a ******* evening.
My dad's supposed to be released from the hospital today. But, given our family history I have a good guess how he's going to die, and me as well. (well, assuming no rapture or end-of-the-world scenarios). I thought I had made peace with that, but yesterday certainly proved otherwise.
Most of us can do so without said device. Whatever floats your boat though....or rinses your anus I guess. Gonna be hard to find on the world travels though.
I know the feeling: Last night I ate eight freshly baked cranberry/walnut/oatmeal cookies. Felt miserable afterwards, but they were so good.
Most of us can do so without said device. Whatever floats your boat though....or rinses your anus I guess. Gonna be hard to find on the world travels though.
Of course. Its my first world luxury. Its not like I carry it around with me everywhere I go Piob.
At least your indulgences sound a lot healthier and less sugar-laden
Why would a normal person even have a bidet on their toilet?
This is a saddening set of posts. I hope everyone involved in the bad news recovers, be it physically or emotionally.
Why would a normal person even have a bidet on their toilet?
What normal person wouldn't have one?
You are so 1%.
.well, got a taste of my own mortality yesterday. Dad fell while working on the ranch and wound up in the ER. He's okay, was cracking jokes in the ambulance as they took him in, but still. He ain't as young as he once was, and that reminds me that I'm not as young as I once was. Also kinda reminds me that - even if I decide to see the glass as half-full...it's really less-than-half these days.
Top that distressing news with the push-back I got from the wife when I called her and tried to weigh heading to the hospital (four hours away) versus staying put, and when she played that card (Well you know you have a family here as well! OJFC), I hung up on her and didn't pick up any of her next 6 or so calls. Turned out that she ran out of gas on the way home and I didn't know until I saw her walking up the street to the driveway. An hour later I had both cars back in the driveway. What a ******* evening.
My dad's supposed to be released from the hospital today. But, given our family history I have a good guess how he's going to die, and me as well. (well, assuming no rapture or end-of-the-world scenarios). I thought I had made peace with that, but yesterday certainly proved otherwise
As for me, well, as Neo would say - So this happened:
hope your dad's better, T... and I hope the hospital required him to do a more comprehensive scan. as for the mrs.... jeesh. hang in there!
brother, I think you may need to reassess your travel plans.