I did my gender reveal at a 7 eleven. Now I have to wear an ankle monitor.
This provokes visions of Jay and Silent Bob. :laughing
I did my gender reveal at a 7 eleven. Now I have to wear an ankle monitor.
We pissed every one off by not knowing the sex of our first child until he was born. :laughing
So I Google literally, "what's the deal with gender reveal parties?"
Fucking can of can of worms about culture sex, gender norms, societal heirarchies ect. y'all but, interesting for sure.
I did my gender reveal at a 7 eleven. Now I have to wear an ankle monitor.
So I Google literally, "what's the deal with gender reveal parties?"
Fucking can of can of worms about culture sex, gender norms, societal heirarchies ect. y'all but, interesting for sure.
And I got this
“ Sex, Not Gender...
It should be called a “sex-reveal party.” Though not as Pinterest-worthy, this name is much more accurate. Sex is based on anatomy, while a person’s gender identity may or may not match the sex they were assigned at birth. Gender identity develops over time, and isn’t something a doctor can determine on an ultrasound.”
May we live in interesting times.
Anvils are one thing, big and heavy so you don't want one landing on you, but they are also so solid that you won't have pieces blowing off of them, so not nearly retarded as other metal shapes that people like to blow up like piping.Our family used to have a 4th of July re-union up in Humboldt at the family homestead. One of the "rituals" was "firing the anvil", where you put a bunch of powder (I never knew if it was gunpowder or some kind of blasting powder because I was a little kid) between a sitting anvil and one turned upside down on it. Light the appropriately long fuse and "see" how far the anvil flies. It was pretty stupid but hey, tradition. Glad nobody ever got hurt.....
When I saw the thread title, I assumed that someone was killed at some type of celebration of a transgender person reaching a milestone, like coming out publicly. The idea of having a party to announce an unborn child's gender, is very foreign to me, and kinda disturbing.
Anvils are one thing, big and heavy so you don't want one landing on you, but they are also so solid that you won't have pieces blowing off of them, so not nearly retarded as other metal shapes that people like to blow up like piping.
When I was a kid, we used to launch cans (hole in bottom, in 1/2 inch of water to form a seal) with fire crackers to see how high we could get them, usually 30-40 feet up. :laughing
It's part of the Look At Me! mentality.Seriously, WGAF what the gender of someone else's kid is going to be.
Bay Arean might be related...
Good lord. Naw, just a few feet up.:rofl:rofl