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originally posted by: candlestick
originally posted by: Subnatural
I thought it was funny when you said chocolate is a placebo: chocolate is a high calorie food and it feels good to eat it. So, you can't really call it a placebo, I think? It really does feel good, it really does make you feel better when you eat it, it's not just a placebo?
I dislike the taste of chocolate sometimes ,your talking way like those ads for chocolate...
originally posted by: Kangaruex4Ewe
If you can make me sleep for 5 days so I don't have to endure the horrible cramps that go all the way down my legs... I would be grateful.
Sign me up as well.
originally posted by: jacygirl
I could write my OWN rant on this subject.
How many of you men drink "the blood of Christ"? (Yeah, I know it's wine...just keep reading..)
How many of you like your steak so raw it's bleeding?
Well guys...blood is blood. You are full of it too. (blood I mean)
originally posted by: TrueBrit
a reply to: n00bUK
Where to even begin. I grew up with my mother and sister as pretty big parts of my life. I have seen them both doubled over in agony, and put up with vast amounts of sarcasm, and outright bitchiness from both of them. They are both wonderful people, and I love them both dearly. I consider it my very good fortune to be my mothers son, and my sisters brother.
When I have found myself in the position of dating, or living with other women, either romantically, or platonically, I therefore take the entire business in my stride, with regard to women folk and periods. The only response I know of, which is almost universally appreciated, is to ensure that a hot water bottle is provided at two hourly intervals, and nod and smile. I know what is happening in their bodies, and I know I would not want it happening in me.
To be honest, I would be either crying, or killing someone...slowly, if that crap was happening to my innards. How they remain so damned calm in the face of it boggles my mind!