Let's conduct our own study on how we all got breast cancer

Chub bologna is just the big unsliced sausages, like in the deli case. You can ask them to cut a big hunk, or some groceries have it. It's just unsliced bologna.

I'd love to Kath and you'd be welcome, but I'll let you keep the rhubarb. My granny loved it and it was always so pretty but I never could learn to like it.

I go through spells on cooking. The nice thing about living alone is that I only do it when I want to.

I remember fried bologna.  Was almost a staple because bologna was cheap. That on white bread could be candidate for causing BC. 

Speaking of Fundip, what about pixy sticks? I used to love those as a kid, I ate both the powder candy in the paper straws and the plastic straws, maybe that's what caused my cancer!

My sister ordered candy cigarettes off Amazon a couple of years ago to give out at Halloween just to piss people off.

You ladies make being a Mod so much easier. Love your sense of humor and using laughter as therapy.

there is a store near my house, that sells all of those nostalgia candies. remember those colored dots on paper? or those little tiny licorice ones covered in colored sugar? those were always favorites of mine... and when i would pick out a donut, i would pick one of those what i would call 'pharmaceutical' ones, white frosted with tiny colored, tiny time capsule looking ones... hmmm, ALL of my candies etc, now that i think of it, looked like...DRUGS!! uh-oh.

....heheheheh,patoo! Wax lips, and little bottles. mmmmmmbit o honey.

I don't know- we all grew up without cell phones, video games, ate candy cigs, played kick the can until dark and played in the rain. We either damaged out feet kicking the can and sent the bad cells to the boobs, the candy cigs WERE carcinogenic or the rain soaked those BC  cells right to the boobs..Girls we were killing ourselves without even knowing it!!

ok, heres one: i was such a tomboy, and was moving too fast for anyone to notice that i really needed a bra! i think one of the neighbor ladies told my mom that i did. then, my mom was so proud of them, she made me pull up my top to show all of her friends. so i was mortified. mortification by breast exposure= future BC?

i know, patoo, isn't it funny what we cant do today? it was entirely innocent on my mom's part, i know, but yeah, she could be in the slammer for sure, in these days. also my middle school math teacher, who used to taunt us regularly during class with "miss birch" his birch wood paddle, because he talked about doing it on bare bums, if we were trouble. my young life was fraught with difficulties, and i always retreated to my books and imagination, a much safer and happier place, for sure. i actually used to get in trouble for daydreaming and drawing all the time. the very high branches of a tree, where no one could find me, the BEST!! so i think breast cancer comes from an intrinsically farked-up world...

nitrous? i did lots of it, also we had found a huge cannister of helium, and talked funny over & over again for days!!! rare gases for sure wrecked my breasts. sad.

notbuytingit - You have nailed it! It just has to be Dentists... hmmmm... Yeah, a really good possibility for sure! And another of my reasons for believing it to be an avenue of inquiry, is because I was a DentalAsst. for many, many years....ugh

See, now I'm going back to ALL THOSE bite-wings, panoramics, and any other x-rays that I took. Although the patient is covered with the 'lead shield', (a cape really; heavy as can be), and we, the Dr. and anyone else grabbed the cord, walked outside the door of the operatory, and 'snap', x-ray! So, indeed I do have some thoughts on the dental aspect! 

But, still, all the poorly played instruments tend to be worth a closer examination!

Well, I didn't take xrays so that's up for debate!   Now, if you "offered" to lock up at night and then visited the nitrous canister you might just have a claim there!  

Speaking of the dentist I wore braces for 3 years! Who knows what was in all that metal and the glue they used to adhere the brackets to my teeth, not to mention the headgear.