Any thread featuring previously unposted boobs of TiBettes gets to hang around a little extra. Like your cousin that came in for Christmas but hasn't left yet. Except hot.
Hey guys benefit of the doubt. I sometimes think sack has taken the "you're a giant asshole" title we have thrown on him and ran with it. Plus as a lawyer I have to imagine he has to show a pretty straight laced front during his working life which probably dominates or at least bleeds over into his personal life. So maybe this place is his place to cut loose and try to get a rise out of people. I think had any other board member posted that they would get at least a modicum of support in their efforts to better their life. I know we go after people, but that read to me as a guy showing a little weakness and resolve in a place that while harsh can often be a support for us the internets emotionally broken. Maybe we could extend that kind of support to sack as well. Maybe you're just fucking with us all, but if that was written in earnest, I wish you the best man.
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Personally, I think those days are some of the most important days we can have. They suck, but sometimes they force you to look at yourself in a way you don't like. String enough of them together and you (not sack specifically) may decide significant changes are needed. Very important days to have.
Since we're sharing inspirational stories, I had to bite my cheeks in a meeting yesterday to keep from laughing because my supervisor was talking with his hands and generally acting very effeminate and the thought popped in my head that if I was I dog, I'd bite him. It really is the little things that keep us trudging forward.
I had a moment like that this morning right when I was about to leave for work. My fiance mentioned that her bridesmaids were starting to get back to her about the dress she wants them to wear. Since they're all different body types, it was kind of difficult, but she found this dress that can be reconfigured in a bunch of different ways. As she's telling me this, she says, "Even [rather large friend] said she liked it. Looks like this transformer dress might work after all." All I could think was, "Yes, and the transformer she will be is Megatron," and I made myself laugh pretty loud as I closed the door.
Strangely enough, one of my biggest regrets about my wedding was that Megatron was in fact not there. You lucky fucker.