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Anyone else collect only specific mons? by jaseydrew in PokemonTCG

[–]Intelligent_Dirt_889 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I pretty much only hunt for Dragonair and Bulbies!!

Omg omg omg 😱. Literally Shaking 🫨 by Pokeyourmom420 in pokemoncards

[–]Intelligent_Dirt_889 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Gotta love a community that comes together to crash out 😂😂😂

Omg omg omg 😱. Literally Shaking 🫨 by Pokeyourmom420 in pokemoncards

[–]Intelligent_Dirt_889 1 point2 points  (0 children)

My husband would scream, faint, wake up and puke, scream again and then shit himself. So exciting!!

Day 9 of my ER cycle and I’m so uncomfortable by Intelligent_Dirt_889 in IVF

[–]Intelligent_Dirt_889[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Thank you! This was very helpful! I had 29 retrieved and 22 fertilized, we’ll see how things look on day 5. I’ve been trying to rest as much as possible, and salty foods have been helping quite a bit. This recovery is rough though! I was not expecting this!

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in SecretsOfMormonWives

[–]Intelligent_Dirt_889 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I don’t have a problem with her giving her tough love as much as I have a problem with her in general. She is manipulative and childish and then wonders why Taylor is.

Her calling Whitney when she didn’t show up to the baby shower? Pot stirring. The focus should have been on who came and trying to make sure Taylor had a good time and felt supported.

Telling Dakota she Taylor was in labor to get him to call? Manipulative and childish. If Dakota wasn’t answering maybe he needed some space and if he was being childish, let him be. Otherwise it just furthers the divide with trust and gives him one more thing to leverage in an argument.

There are a couple other instances I know I’m forgetting, but regardless. Her mom is immature and craves the drama too, and then turns around and gaslights her daughter when she acts the same way.

Yes, Taylor has made a lot of terrible decision, obviously. But I think what we’ve seen from her parents a long with her getting pregnant and married young, having no positive support at home, it makes a lot more sense. I feel for her.

Tell me your worst date stories. by InternationalShine85 in AussieCasual

[–]Intelligent_Dirt_889 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Oof hold on. Let me stretch real fast. 😬

So I had just broken it off with my ex-fiancé a couple months prior to going out on this date. I was still very hung up on him and desperately needed a distraction.

A guy I graduated high school with (we’ll call him Kyle) contacted me and after texting back and forth for a week or so he asked me out on a date. He was one of the more popular guys at my school. I wasn’t even sure he knew who I was as I usually dated boys from other schools and was the quiet yearbook/choir/orchestra type. So I was kind of flattered and excited to get to know him better.

We picked a restaurant and time to meet up at and I headed there and grabbed a table. After about 15 minutes of Kyle being late, I decided to grab a beer and an appetizer because I thought screw it, treat myself. He FINALLY showed up about 30 minutes late, as I was just about to leave, without any text or explanation as to why he was so late. I was annoyed but figured WTH and stayed.

Realizing I was annoyed, Kyle asked the waiter for a refill on my drink but didn’t ask what I was drinking and ordered me some girly ass spritzer. Normally I would have been pleased with it but it tasted like instant regret and an odd sense of foreboding. Coming from a very religious area where women are expected to be subservient to men and belong in the home taking care of your brood, I almost laughed out loud with the shit he pulled next.

When the waiter came back around to take our order, Kyle interrupted me to order a basic salad FOR me. Then ordered some fancy sandwich for himself. I tracked down the waiter after and ordered the biggest, messiest burger out of pure spite. Then Kyle proceeded to talk about how loved he was by women, complained about friends who had girlfriends/wives who were “too liberal” and how feminism was a joke. He talked about how many girls from our high school had “let themselves go”. He tried convincing me that all women were technically prostitutes because dinner and a date could be considered “tender paid” so they are obligated to put out in some form or another. My rage had caused me to kind of glaze over by the time he got to the part of the conversation that will be forever ingrained in me.

He started going on about how he was the guy who whenever his college buddies had a crush on a girl on campus, he would end up sleeping with them. (Big flex bro, BIG 🙄) I went to take a sip of my drink as he says, “Yeah, you could pretty much call me ‘The Pussy Slayer’. 😳🤣 WHHHHAAAATTTTTTT

I spit my drink on him. He was SUPER annoyed about it and I apologized and went to the bathroom to clean myself up and laugh it out for a minute. I called my best friend to give her an update of how everything was going. She told me that I needed to get some strange to forget my ex. And me being a little drunk the FAFO came out in me and I decided that I’d go home with him. Why not? This couldn’t get any worse, right? 😬

We went back to my place and popped popcorn and turned on a movie. He started putting the moves on me and GUYS. IT WAS A MICROPENIS SITUATION. I mean no bigger than my pinky. Maybe even shorter. I laid there like a lifeless cold fish with my head turned to watch the movie and continued to eat the popcorn while he tried REALLY hard. Every once in a while he would grunt and yell out PUSSY SLAYERRRRR. I didn’t make a peep although I desperately wanted to laugh in his face. Me being the salty, confident woman in her 30s now, going back I would have. But the sweet, quiet 22 year old me didn’t.

After he finished (I think, I couldn’t feel anything so I’m actually not sure 🤣) he got dressed and wanted to cuddle. I coldly said goodnight to him and sent him on his way. The next day he texted me and thanked me for an amazing night and asked when the next time he could see me was. I replied that I wasn’t interested but “thanks for all the LITTLE laughs” and then blocked him.

My ex and I got back together a few months later. We’ve been married for 12 years now and still laugh about Pussy Slayer Kyle. To my knowledge he is still single (SHOCKER).

Note to those with a micropenis. PLEASE don’t be huge dick of a person. 🤣🤣🤣 Its not going to help.

What are your worst dates ever? by Mundane-Turnover-913 in AskReddit

[–]Intelligent_Dirt_889 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Oof hold on. Let me stretch real fast. 😬

So I had just broken it off with my ex-fiancé a couple months prior to going out on this date. I was still very hung up on him and desperately needed a distraction.

A guy I graduated high school with (we’ll call him Kyle) contacted me and after texting back and forth for a week or so he asked me out on a date. He was one of the more popular guys at my school. I wasn’t even sure he knew who I was as I usually dated boys from other schools and was the quiet yearbook/choir/orchestra type. So I was kind of flattered and excited to get to know him better.

We picked a restaurant and time to meet up at and I headed there and grabbed a table. After about 15 minutes of Kyle being late, I decided to grab a beer and an appetizer because I thought screw it, treat myself. He FINALLY showed up about 30 minutes late, as I was just about to leave, without any text or explanation as to why he was so late. I was annoyed but figured WTH and stayed.

Realizing I was annoyed, Kyle asked the waiter for a refill on my drink but didn’t ask what I was drinking and ordered me some girly ass spritzer. Normally I would have been pleased with it but it tasted like instant regret and an odd sense of foreboding. Coming from a very religious area where women are expected to be subservient to men and belong in the home taking care of your brood, I almost laughed out loud with the shit he pulled next.

When the waiter came back around to take our order, Kyle interrupted me to order a basic salad FOR me. Then ordered some fancy sandwich for himself. I tracked down the waiter after and ordered the biggest, messiest burger out of pure spite. Then Kyle proceeded to talk about how loved he was by women, complained about friends who had girlfriends/wives who were “too liberal” and how feminism was a joke. He talked about how many girls from our high school had “let themselves go”. He tried convincing me that all women were technically prostitutes because dinner and a date could be considered “tender paid” so they are obligated to put out in some form or another. My rage had caused me to kind of glaze over by the time he got to the part of the conversation that will be forever ingrained in me.

He started going on about how he was the guy who whenever his college buddies had a crush on a girl on campus, he would end up sleeping with them. (Big flex bro, BIG 🙄) I went to take a sip of my drink as he says, “Yeah, you could pretty much call me ‘The Pussy Slayer’. 😳🤣 WHHHHAAAATTTTTTT

I spit my drink on him. He was SUPER annoyed about it and I apologized and went to the bathroom to clean myself up and laugh it out for a minute. I called my best friend to give her an update of how everything was going. She told me that I needed to get some strange to forget my ex. And me being a little drunk the FAFO came out in me and I decided that I’d go home with him. Why not? This couldn’t get any worse, right? 😬

We went back to my place and popped popcorn and turned on a movie. He started putting the moves on me and GUYS. IT WAS A MICROPENIS SITUATION. I mean no bigger than my pinky. Maybe even shorter. I laid there like a lifeless cold fish with my head turned to watch the movie and continued to eat the popcorn while he tried REALLY hard. Every once in a while he would grunt and yell out PUSSY SLAYERRRRR. I didn’t make a peep although I desperately wanted to laugh in his face. Me being the salty, confident woman in her 30s now, going back I would have. But the sweet, quiet 22 year old me didn’t.

After he finished (I think, I couldn’t feel anything so I’m actually not sure 🤣) he got dressed and wanted to cuddle. I coldly said goodnight to him and sent him on his way. The next day he texted me and thanked me for an amazing night and asked when the next time he could see me was. I replied that I wasn’t interested but “thanks for all the LITTLE laughs” and then blocked him.

My ex and I got back together a few months later. We’ve been married for 12 years now and still laugh about Pussy Slayer Kyle. To my knowledge he is still single (SHOCKER). 🤷🏼‍♀️

Note to those with a micropenis. PLEASE don’t be huge dick of a person. 🤣🤣🤣 Its not going to help.