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Originally posted by ThurgreedMarshall
Wow. Now that you've started this, I suspect you're going to spend a large amount of time and board space explaining things to ppnyc.
The moisture that you feel is called rain. God is neither peeing on us nor crying. Rain comes from clouds. Clouds are the puffy white things you see in the sky. They are not where cotton balls come from. Sometimes they block out direct sunlight. This does not mean the world is ending. Again, let's stay focused. Rain, while sometimes inconvenient, is our friend.
TM
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I would be confused about this "rain" concept if I hadn't seen some in SF this weekend.
I think I am supposed to report that while in SF, Mr. Man and I stopped in at the mothership, the Good Vibrations store. It was the nicest sex toy shop I have ever seen. I am a bit bummed that I'm not around this week to attend their annual holiday party (though I hear that femininsts are all ugly, so it is probably just as well).
Unfortunately the new limitations on carrying liquids on planes severely hampered the potential lotions/oils/bubble bath purchases.
