P-C you'll be ready to marry when you are ready. I wasn't ready until last January and I've got a few years on you. There is nothing wrong with getting married later in life.

Thank you Steph for putting it that way. You are wise.

There is nothing wrong with getting married later in life.

Man, I hope so. (There is nothing impending; just...you know. My own schemes. [Followed by cold feet. All in my head.])

Thank you Steph for putting it that way. You are wise.

Well, when people are being total shitbags, it's easy (or easier) to just walk away. But when their intentions are good, but the execution is like the Hindenburg, it's not so easy to take a stand.

Parents, dang. Sometimes it would be so much easier if we were hatched from eggs wrapped up in $100 bills.

I advocate arising by spontaneous generation from the mud of the Nile, which is how they used to think crocodiles were born.

I often wonder if other species are anywhere near as f'ed up as we are. Perhaps they are and because we can't speak their language, we just don't know.

Well, when people are being total shitbags, it's easy (or easier) to just walk away. But when their intentions are good, but the execution is like the Hindenburg, it's not so easy to take a stand.

I need sleep. I read "Hinduburg"

There is nothing wrong with getting married later in life.

I should hope not, cause I would like to. Someday. And I'm 33 and don't have even an inkling of a girlfriend!

I often wonder if other species are anywhere near as f'ed up as we are. Perhaps they are and because we can't speak their language, we just don't know.

t ahem You called?

Marmot mothers will routinely harass and beat on their own grown daughters, to the point that if any of them get pregnant, they spontaneously abort. This is because the family can't keep more than one litter warm through winter.

There's a species of mite where the females outnumber the males maybe 15:1. The males don't go out looking for a mate; they simply copulate with their own sisters, all of them. Oh, and to make sure they don't go astray, this all takes place in their mother's womb. Then the mother bursts, her daughters all crawl off to try to come to terms with this glimpse of their own futures, and the male dies inside his mother's corpse.

The Japanese red bug's offspring are very demanding, subsisting on the fruit of only one type of tree. If they decide the mother isn't doing a good enough job of keeping them supplied, they will in essence sack her and go find another provider. After working the nanny to death, they'll pause long enough to devour her before leaving.

To name a few.

Sweet-talker...

The males don't go out looking for a mate; they simply copulate with their own sisters, all of them.

Oh, speaking of sisters, my brother and I clearly do not love our sister or care for her future, since we are ruining the family name and making it harder for her to get married since she will totally fail the background check when it's her time to be a potential future wife.

Then the mother bursts, her daughters all crawl off to try to come to terms with this glimpse of their own futures, and the male dies inside his mother's corpse.

Wait, this sounds like my future.