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And yet, you didn’t bother to mention these things until everyone took you to task for being a greedy, ill-mannered snot. So no, you weren’t really upset by his racist remarks or anything else (assuming you didn’t just make that part up entirely); you were upset about his not spending enough on the gift, because

I would probably risk my guests’ ire to get 40% off a bed.

I think of it more in the BDSM context, like you can be a top or a bottom. You know your girl has character when she can either whip you OR let you whip her before you fuck each others’ brains out. That’s some good old-fashioned values, my friend.

They might be planning to buy it themselves. Stores often give 10% off unpurchased items on the registry after the wedding, so couples sometimes register for expensive things they plan to buy themselves to get the discount. They should definitely communicate that to their guests, though.

Fuck that noise. Those Ikea glasses are proof that my relationship survived a trip to Ikea. I want to be buried with them.

I’m very weird about breakfast; most days I don’t want to eat it at all, other days I can handle something like cereal or oatmeal but definitely nothing with a lot of fat or flavor. Sometimes people put out fish as part of a brunch spread and I just cannot. I’ve often wondered how many people have some degree of a

Not gonna lie, I kind of want her genes too. I mean, I have eyes, you know? But I’m not an abusive shithead, so even if I’d had any sort of relationship with her I wouldn’t be asserting a right to her DNA.

I’m kind of jealous of your relationship. Actually, I’m kind of jealous of your adulting in general. You may be bad at measuring, but the rest of us are bad at taking personal responsibility for our measuring failures!

I was gonna make some snide remark along the lines of “please do, Mr. Calvey,” but your takedown puts me to shame. Well-done. I’m gonna take all the seats now.

Don’t flatter yourself. You’re not significant enough to make me angry. And you’re not on my side, because my side doesn’t include idiots.

Fascinating. I had no idea they tried and failed so hard at freshman literature in addition to everything else.

I wonder how many of those men have actually had the opportunity to date a higher-earning woman, and how many are reacting more to the idea of themselves making less. So, say your random survey participant earns $80k and his wife earns $60k; when he hears this question, he doesn’t so much imagine himself in an

Yeah, but those men weren’t idiot trolls, so Tom is probably right about whether it’s worth it for him to weigh in.

Thank you for everything you wrote, but especially for so eloquently clarifying BrainDeadStan’s tragicomic misunderstanding of TKAMB. It really is ironic that he remembered it that way, all things considered.

Please find me one article about male prisoners beating, torturing, raping, castrating, or killing a fellow prisoner for doing any of the things described in the stories above. I’ll wait.

My god, you’re dense. There’s a whole lotta gray area between “men aren’t like this” and “it’s normal for men to be like this.” Enough men are like this that almost every woman has several stories of encountering them. Based on your other comments, I’m guessing you’re the kind of guy who helps rape culture flourish by

Being attracted to pubescent girls is hebephilia, not pedophilia. And hitting on a pubescent girl is a risk you take when you hit on a complete stranger, even if you’re normally attracted to adults. So no, these are not necessarily stories of men who were specifically turned on by 9-14 year-olds, but stories of men

I don’t even have wide feet—I shop the clearance racks a lot, and sometimes the only pair they have in my size of the shoe I want is a wide-width, and unfortunately those always fall off my heel unless there’s an ankle strap—but I’ve also noticed a tendency for high-end shoes to be ungodly narrow. Every now and then

They also make a product specifically for this purpose; search for “whitening nail paste” or just look around at a place like Sally’s.

I just posted something similar above. By age 26, that kind of sickening behavior had really dropped off for me, though I still get it occasionally, at 31. But man, ages 9-14 were the worst.