Before reading the thread here, it never occurred to me that there was more than one way to wipe your ass, especially for men.
I didn’t know until about three years ago that women had a separate opening for peeing. I thought pee came out of the vagina and they had to remove their tampons to urinate.
I was 32 when I was laughed out of the room by my then-girlfriend. Married her anyway.
isthatsowrong?, you’re not alone.
I’m actually thinking that I could make a killing doing travelling demonstration lectures on female genitalia. 
With the size of that coochie,auntie em, you wouldn’t even need to invest in a projection system
Hell, I didn’t know that until a couple of weeks ago. And my fiancée laughed rather uproariously at me, too. Good thing for her that I still plan on marrying her. They don’t deserve us, is all I’m saying.
<deep breath> Here goes.
When the movie Moulin Rouge came out, I was shocked. I couldn’t believe they would make a musical … a MUSICAL for God’s sake! … on the horrible regime of Pol Pot.
Oh. Khmer Rouge.
I suppose I can always go back into lurk mode…
Up until a few weeks ago, I had no clue that nuclear power plants were used to produce…power. I thought they existed solely for the purpose of constructing A-bombs and whatnot. :smack:
I still use the “bunny ear” method to tie my shoes. You know, where one hand makes a loop, and the other hand makes a loop, and then you cross them over…
I never learned a “proper” way. All I know is that people gawk at me when they observe me (slowly) tying my shoes.
I have a difficulty remembering which direction is left, and which one is right. I also am completely LOST with the alphabet… after “abc” I have to recite the whole thing if I’m doing something alphabetically, such as filing. I have no idea if g is before f or if h is after.
And, you might think I’m TOTALLY pathetic, being female and whatnot, but I never knew that we womens had a seperate hole for peeing. I always thought we had to take out the tampon and whatnot.
I know, I’m a sad excuse for a female.
The tour tram leaves in 8 minutes.
Jarbaby said, “But no fair! YOU have to admit something.”
I made out with a guy at a party in a bedroom (unbeknownst to the other guests) and came back to the group WITH MY SHIRT ON INSIDE OUT. Dead giveaway. I couldn’t lie my way out of that one!
Hold out your thumb and forefinger of each hand at full extension. The one that makes an “L” is your left (L for left). That’s how I was taught and how I taught my kids.
Zev Steinhardt
For the longest time, I thought the saying was:
Six of one half,
dozen the other.
That’s why it never made sense to me. :rolleyes:
Well, I had to go read another thread to come up with something to post here, but I must say that until moments ago, I had no idea that women experienced the same levels of sexual frustration that men go through when they go a while without. I guess women just hide it better.
Well I just learned something.
Zev Hold out you right with the palm up.
Up until about 3 years ago, I wondered what ENDS MEAT was and why people with financial problems had so much trouble making it.
Don’t they know the recipe?
And why didn’t they just get ground chuck? it’s gotta be cheaper.
Ditto for me. And frankly, I’m beginning to forget what a circumcised one looks like!
That was sharing too much, wasn’t it?
If I ever have to spell the word “arithmetic” (and really, it doesn’t come up very often), I still have to do the memory trick “A rat in the house might eat the ice cream”.
I have a callous on my right middle finger that I’ve always attributed to writing with a pencil as a child. It doesn’t hurt or anything, it’s just there. Anyway, whenever someone says “your right side” or something similar, I discreetly feel for that callous with my index finger. It’s how I know right from left. Callous=right, no callous=left.
I never knew until recently that when a man has a vasectomy that the cut job is to the scrotum, not the penis.
I was a bit embarrassed.
Well, shit, I didn’t know the pee/tampon thing either until about 2 years ago.
And I was a peeing tampon wearing woman at the time, too!
(I still pee, and I still wear tampons, and I’m still a woman. I just happen to not be doing the first two right this very moment. )