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Tears running down my cheeks:

21 Cats that don’t want to be in your stupid picture

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cats that are not overly excited about being Jewish

I heard oxygen and magnesium were dating. I was like OMg!!!!

Argon walks into a bar, and the bartender says “We don’t serve noble gases here!” Argon doesn’t react.

I would tell you a joke about a combination of nitrogen and oxygen, but NO…

http://www.scribd.com/doc/97677368/Avogadro-s-Number-Flyer

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this exchange cracked me up

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R rated vegetable-based humor.

I read this article, The Bitch is Back and laughed and laughed. I reposted it to Facebook, and highlighted this section:

Mary Anne, age 48, came into my office feeling overweight and bloated. She hadn’t been sleeping, work was stressful, her husband had just gone on disability, and he required daily care. Mary Anne complained to me of lower-back problems and gastritis, and also cramping during sex, which had become more and more infrequent. She was extremely depressed about moving her 84-year-old mother to a nursing home, and upon examination I noticed vaginal inflammation.

ha ha ha ha ha!

I was thinking about it. It’s only a slightly exaggerated story of my life right now. I’m 49, not 48. Feeling not exactly svelte these days, if not quite bloated. Hadn’t been sleeping? Check. Work stressful right now? Check. My husband isn’t on disability needing daily care. No, he’s unemployed, fell down a mountainside in August, and injured himself to the extent that he spent several weeks in a cast. He can walk around with a cane now pretty well. No lower back pain (thank you, yoga) or cramping during (infrequent) sex. I am not moving my 84 year old mom into a skilled nursing facility. No, just both parents (in their 80s) in a “more supportive setting”. I don’t know whether or not I have vaginal inflammation because I haven’t been to a gyno in months and months and month.

This isn’t satire or farce. THIS IS MY LIFE.