Sitar!

Make it look like they’re sweating and watch as their shitty Just For Men dyejob runs…

Do you really think Trump knows non-capital letters exist?

What the almighty fuck.

My arms are pretty flexible so I just use my hands & a washcloth.

And a hairnet?!

3? I’m dog tired after not sleeping well and having a really intense workout. But I’m also elated because my new GYN has prescribed me HRT! I can’t wait to get started. But first, I need a nap.

Breathtaking

Also lab-grown meat. If we could replace meat from animals with meat grown in a lab, I think a lot of meat-eaters would make the switch. Currently lab-grown is pretty expensive from what I understand, but over time it should get cheaper as the technology becomes more widespread.

Personal forcefield with a shape of my choosing, activate either by s simple device or algorithmically based on external factors. Great for safety but also handy as an umbrella.

I remember those too! Oh god I hated those.

Mine had a carpeted bathroom, which is such an obviously bad idea for a room with a bathtub in it, I still can’t imagine what they were thinking.

Yes indeed! My grandmother had one, but I don’t think it was Barbie specifically but a knockoff with dark hair. The doll had a blue dress and so she bought the blue toilet paper. I had completely forgotten about it!

Ugh or the tiny decorative soaps shaped like roses that you can’t use, they’re for decoration only, but your mom got them as a wedding favor in the '80s so the soaps and the little wicker display basket they came in have accumulated a coating of dust that can’t be removed unless you use water which rUiNs the sOaPs…

That and doilies. I really hate doilies.

I mean, any vigorous activity directly after eating can cause a stomachache. I don’t know why swimming was the sole focus but a general caution to digest a bit before activity isn’t bad advice.

Shoes off. Except I do have a pair of shoes I wear only indoors, because I have flat feet and want to wear my orthotics.

I actually do call it the elbowpit

Right on! I think it’s awesome when someone confidently knows themself.

They say thank you ;)

I’m 43 and I had to retire my favorite stuffed animal because his arm was getting threadbare and I was afraid it would fall off, so now he sits on my makeup desk. His name is Rufus and he was Avon’s Christmas 1982 Plush Puppy.

My current stuffed animal is a lion cub I bought in the mid-2000s to take with me on my study abroad in Paris. His name is Ruffles (like the potato chip).

“People don’t have pensions anymore?”

No, Mom, we don’t.