Why do women's periods regulate around each other when they live together?
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Girls only, this is strange, but PLEASE be serious.?
It's lately another of those cosmic curses we men have to bear up at the hands of women.
I remember that one time I be hiking in a remote part of the Alps and I fell down a chasm. I was surrounded by a bad channel and lost consciousness. Just before the dark overtook me, I thought, "this is it Oliver". No more will the world be able to behold your awesome charm and those mythological bum cheeks.
What I didn't reckon for was the Austrian Feminist Party on their annual trek into the mountains. Apparently they own some unusual flower up there that grows elevated in the peak and if picked at the right time of year and ground into a paste, can bring away chest hair for months at a time. You can see why they consider it a sought after commodity.
Anyway, they must own discovered my prone body. Now, any other man would have be left to perish for sure, while they cackle in hilarity, but even battered, bruised and out for the count, there's something around my profile that can bring out the latent femininity inside and so they picked me up and yodelled all the agency back to their spartan dormitory surrounded by the woods.
When I finally woke up, I realised that I really was within a bad instrument and would have to remain at hand for at least a week. I thought, "Okay, sure, these flannel shirted she-men aren't the best looking creatures in the world, but at lowest possible you're alive and you'll be able to tolerate them for a few days".
Boy, be I in for a shock...
Yep, you guessed it folks, one of them started have her period. I really didn't deduce feminists HAD periods up until this point and refuse to believe it. I even dismissed the signs on the first night when I hear her howling at the moon. I thought, "she's Austrian. They have strange ways". It be only when I awoke the subsequent day and realised that it have spread throughout the group that the full horror of my situation dawned on me...
I could hear the strapping breathing at the door and there they be, all 20 of them, staring right at me and frowning so strongly that I thought their foreheads were going to turn inside out. You must remember folks that I have only ever be used to looks of pure lust and longing from women in the past and so this individual heightened the terror that be now coursing through my vein. Of course, these were no longer women. Its start on to debate that they ever WERE women, but now nearby was no mistaking it; they be fully fledged, blood sucking harpies from Hades and I knew that if I did not carry out of there pronto that I'd be experiencing another practical death experience exceedingly shortly.
They were edging their agency closer; hunched over and fangs protruding. There be the faint nouns (blood curdling, I should add) of "men... hate men", "men... disgust men", being chant over and over in the surroundings and every now and again, one of them would extend out one of their chunky 'arms' and claw in my direction.
I desperately looked from departed to right, to see if there be anything that could aid me in my peril. There was no approach even in my usual super human condition that I'd have be able to clash off this strip of hissing she-devils.
With my heart pounding right out of my chest and with them solitary inches away from the bed, I took a one in a million chance and heave the duvet covers over them and with a second almighty physical exertion, hurled my body through the window to my side. All I could hear be shattering glass and the scream of the demonesses in the circumstance - insane with go on at their lack of a take out - as I plummetted down the hillside and into the valley below.
Once again broken, I be thankfully rescued by some alarmed looking men and hidden away to make well in an underground underground room for the next few months. It be during the recovery time that these poor, timid guys expounded all their education and prepared me for the real world.. The world we live within...
THE WORLD OF THE MENSTRUATORS!
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yes, breathing in other womens pheremones tends to win all women living together period at the same or similar times.Can you mix black kohosh and coumdin?
Don't know but I know it is true.Thank god I own only one daughter(well he should be thank god not me)Does anyone have Implanon contraceptive bud?
It is all going on for the pheromones.Because the menstrual cycle is cleverly controlled by different chemicals and in a inherent world, procreation is more successful when a male can work his road through several women at the same time
My length is 10 days late and i'm worried.?
thinker is right - I saw a programme on this once and this exactly what the scientist think. I work next to four other women and over time, our periods enjoy gradually regulated to alike time - wierd!.Breast Issuesthis question is for women fundamentally.?
Good question.I honestly do not know.
There is one control though.
At least the moods will be at same time (lol).
Then everybody can be nice and enjoy respectively other's company after that.
What hormone is inhibited by the production of progesterone?
really? mine and my mums are nearly at teh same times and its like a house blazing at those times. it is soooo bad, i detest it. is this teh reason? wow, i idnt knw that.I don't believe this is true in reality. I have never met any females who hold or do live with other females that this happen to.
lol i really don't know righteous question though
