So I guess I should discontinue my "Shave the Children" charity, then...

Me too, so I tried to focus on the tiny guy in the background at 1:14 who appeared out of nowhere, wearing the same striped shirt. I'm imagining that being his soul walking the fuck away while saying "I'm outta here...see ya, asshole" and it makes me less sad.

I'm not saying that this guy wasn't profoundly fucked up an misogynistic. I'm saying that the police involvement in this case wasn't necessarily hampered by sexism per se. Two separate arguments.

"Not all men," vmavo muttered, satisfied that his contribution to the internet would be recorded for future generations to admire. Putting on his fedora, he combed his neckbeard and walked out into the world.

Ehh... I'm really not convinced of much of the dialogue around this one at all, frankly. It's not that I don't think that there's normalized masculine violence (there is), but police also ignored the many many other violent shooters who didn't have MRA-laced bullshit added into the mix. Police tend to ignore most of…

Ohh. I think sea lions may have solved the men taking up too much space on the subway problem.

I smell a marketing ploy.

Um, have you been to a lot of science fairs for kids at this age? My son went to regional events a few times with his team and, let me tell you, they blinged with the best of them. His team was co-ed and they were blinged right out - boys and girls. Some of the teams were markered to all hell. Some dyed their hair.

Just wait til you see my bedazzled thesis title!

Pffft. As if you can actually do science AND like glitter.

I'm wearing sparkly glitter gold ballet flats right now- sitting at my desk where I'm getting my PhD in biology! I don't think tiaras themselves are really something to be worried about.

You sorta made up for it. We'll let it slide... this time.

Can't a girl want to grow up to be an engineer and want to wear a tiara as well?

"Lila, Lulu, Lela, Lali and Obama" — we need an investigative piece into who chose the names and why the fifth baby tiger is not named Luli.

It's the ciiiiiiiiiiiiiiircleeee of liiiiiiiiiiiifeeeeee!

More likely that she doesn't see the faces of wait staff (because to do so would make it harder to leave a meager tip).

She patted her precocious daughter on the arm and replied "Oh honey, of course she believes in Jesus. She's Chinese. They've been saved."

Come at me Mark.

Aw, I think that's the least creepy Billy Corgan has ever looked! He's actually smiling for real! And there's not a hint of douchey self-satisfaction, at least that I can detect. I don't really even like cats (Team Dog, muthafucka!!!!) but I like people who like animals.