greenmangostudio

Hey everyone, Just got back from Italy and I need to warn you all: if you’re tall and you see a street magician in Florence, run the other way. I learned this the hard way. We were on our way to the Uffizi, but had half an hour to kill before the timed slot on our tickets. So we stopped in the crowd in one of the big squares when this slick Italian magician started his show. He pulled an attractive American girl out of the audience and got her to participate in a card trick. She looked like she was on her way to a sophisticated evening out, wearing an elegant Satin Spaghetti-Strap Sundress. She could not stop giggling. but was a bit clueless. When, at the finale of his trick, he asked her "Is this your card?", she said she could not remember which card she had taken. "This was my best trick!" he exclaimed with disappointment. And she apologised profusely for not remembering which card she took. He then accidentally dropped one of his cards, and when she help...

My wife is pregnant and she is a saint. Shes done everything for me and turned my life around. She supported me when I was just a POS without a job. Shes shown me what family means. She is so strong and she works so hard even while pregnant and I try to get her to slow down but she won't. We even spent the last two weekends ripping out the carpet and painting our sons nursery to get prepared. My wife had this old snow globe that looked like a duck in a bathtub that she got from her mother as a little girl. As I was moving the furniture back into our sons nursery after we finished painting it fell and broke. She broke down and shes pissed and I cant blame her. I looked everywhere for one and the only place I can find it to buy (and its not even the same, its a cheap replacement) is in Singapore and it won't ship to the US. I dont know how to make it right. Ive apologized it just meant so much to her. I really hate myself so much right now TL;DR: Broke my wifes favor...

Me (M32) and my wife (F30) just had our 5 year wedding anniversary yesterday. My plan was to have a professional tune her family piano since it said so out of tune, many of the keys only make a clunk. There is only one guy in town who can tune pianos so I went with him. Unfortunately, the guy won't be able to make it out until the next weekend. I still hoped to keep it a surprise but when my wife mentioned wanting to go out that day, I told her I'd have to stay at home because the piano is getting tuned. She immediately looked like a cat with its hair standing and asked by who so I told her it was the local guy. Apparently, they had this same guy tune the same piano nearly 20 years ago and the freak stole the finished mahogany plank from the top of the piano bench and replaced it with plywood. My in-laws are famously doormats of people so they never pursued anything but that's why the piano hasn't been tuned in so long. I still want to get the piano tuned as our son is ...

This happened tonight. My boyfriend and I arrived at his place, and as we were driving into the underground garage, we saw his dad walking into a store next to the house. So we assumed we had the apartment to ourselves. We went upstairs, opened the door, and walked in. Everything seemed completely normal and quiet. Already inside the apartment, I said to my boyfriend (much louder than I should have): “I am begging you to fuck me, and you don’t want to.” Not even two seconds later, in the dead silence, the sound of a flushing toilet echoed through the apartment. My entire brain just shut down. I instantly realized his dad must have come home almost immediately after we saw him outside. I panicked, yelled “No, no, no!” and sprinted into the bedroom like a terrified cartoon character. I have been hiding under the blanket ever since, trying to process what happened and wishing time could rewind. Meanwhile, my boyfriend is laughing his ass off. I, on the other hand, am abs...

Not much else to say. I’m (29M) a fidgety person and have had many close calls with sticking my fingers and knees into small spaces, but today I got curious and had an intrusive thought and now my pinky is stuck stuck in a glass bottle. I’m afraid to break it because I might cut myself. I’ve been jammed up for like twenty minutes and starting to panic haha. I have no idea why I pushed it so hard in there, it was very obvious my knuckle was too fat to fit but if anything I’m a stubborn person. I tried soap but I couldn’t get the part that’s stuck slippery enough to have it slide out. Any ideas?????? Also, has anyone else ever gotten stuck at an unacceptable age or am I just inordinately dumb? TL;DR I am too old but I am stuck in a bottle and cannot remove it EDIT- UPDATE- I am free. A friend came over with a hammer and we chipped away at the problem. Then I swore her to secrecy. Seriously if anyone else had a stuck story please share it so I don’t feel this bad about myself. TH...

I was diagnosed with Hashimoto's at 9 years old. For the next 16 years I described my symptoms the way anyone would "I'm exhausted all the time," "I can't lose weight no matter what I do," "my brain fog is really bad." every appointment I left with nothing. I genuinely thought I was bad at explaining myself. Or that I was exaggerating. Or that this was just what life felt like and everyone else was pushing through it too. Then I started actually reading how doctors document symptoms in charts. And I realized I had been speaking the wrong language my entire life. Doctors are trained to respond to: Duration Pattern What you've already ruled out One specific ask When I started framing my symptoms that way "I have had progressive fatigue for 3 years that worsens in the second half of my cycle and doesn't improve with sleep" instead of "I'm really tired" appointments started going differently. I've...