Great stories of abortion

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I talked to some friends last time I was home. Turns out this girl in my class in high school was recently having trouble with her boyfreind. Thinking they were gonna break up she stopped taking her birth control. So on purpose she gets knocked up.

THEEEEEEEEN, they break up anyway. She realizes hmmm this baby is a bad idea. So she gets an abortion.

― controversial thread, Wednesday, 30 November 2005 02:55 (twenty years ago)

In western Kansas, there were these billboards that read:

ABORTION STOPS
A BEATING http://www.venus.dti.ne.jp/~hisaki/Heart.gif

Except the heart had faded away...

― Pleasant Plains /// (Pleasant Plains ///), Wednesday, 30 November 2005 03:00 (twenty years ago)

Any story that involves throwing little hands and feet in a trash can is going to be a great story, don't you think?

― ILXor of the Gods, Wednesday, 30 November 2005 03:04 (twenty years ago)

actually that story wasn't even that great zzzzzzz

― caitlin oh no (caitxa1), Wednesday, 30 November 2005 03:24 (twenty years ago)

My Elk's Lodge chapter aborted a local highway.

― Abbadabba Berman (Hurting), Wednesday, 30 November 2005 04:15 (twenty years ago)

i once accidentally did something in DOS that was about to delete everything but luckily it prompted me for "delete file xxxxx (yes/no/abort)" and i chose abort and everything was okay again.

― ken c (ken c), Wednesday, 30 November 2005 10:41 (twenty years ago)

Saying no would have worked too. Never rule out abstention as a method of keeping your bits intact.

― Onimo (GerryNemo), Wednesday, 30 November 2005 10:44 (twenty years ago)

twelve years pass...

The five minutes of actual abortion time (like, the total time that the vacuum aspiration machine was operational) that I spent sitting in a chair next to my ex-girlfriend's hospital bed and holding her hand was pretty intense, but the half hour leading up to it, when we (she and I and the doctor and the anesthesiologist and a nurse) were making idle chit-chat while the painkillers kicked in, was also not what I would call fun, despite the fact that she remained her naturally cool and funny self through the entire thing. There was a moment when there was a lull in the conversation that suddenly exposed to everyone in the room the barely-audible ticking of a wall clock mounted above the bed. Without anyone having to say anything about it, the nurse scooted an empty chair underneath it, hopped up on it, and took it down. Everyone immediately enjoyed a nice loud nervous laugh. Later that afternoon when she and I were back at her house eating post-abortion cheeseburgers and tater tots (a brand new Sonic had opened up a block from her house that week) that I mentioned the clock thing and how weird it was. She said "oh you know why she did that, right? Cause it represents a biological clock. We were all thinking that and she was just being nice." Even if she was full of shit, that hadn't even occurred to me. I still can't believe they let me in the room.

― del griffith, Saturday, 30 June 2018 02:32 (seven years ago)

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