“Do you know who I am?” Sacca thundered repeatedly, according to an eyewitness, a Broadway theater worker who requested anonymity.

If I were to get a vibrator I would want an electric one as sources have informed me that the battery operated ones start out vibrating like a motherfucking teenage boy high on hormones, but begin losing vibrating energy almost immediately, until only days after popping in some fresh batteries (Duracell’s so-called…

If I were to get a vibrator I would want an electric one as sources have informed me that the battery operated ones…

Sometimes you - or me (not “you” or “me” personally, but the universal “you/me”) find ourselves in the Embassy Suites for five days as we attend the Florida Bankers Association Trust School after doing a half-assed job of packing and after meeting a hot but unavailable Cuban-American Wells Fargo Wealth Management…

Sometimes you - or me (not “you” or “me” personally, but the universal “you/me”) find ourselves in the Embassy…

I’m going with very baked version of “oh, it’s right there."

Did you watch the video? He may be acting properly, but that’s only a coincidence. He yells because he saw the bear jump into the water and disappear under the surface for a second. He thought the bear was getting washed down river.

I am guessing that you, too, are high as a motherfucker.

You will see a beautiful forest landscape....

I hope the bear goes to where that guy eats and screams at him.

What a rollercoaster ride, beginning to end.

“Dude, chill the fuck out.”

This might be the greatest way to start my weekend. That’s it. I’m turning off my computer and leaving 1 hour and 39 minutes early because of this.

But sometimes even t-shirts don’t help! I’ve gotten the big boobs comments and I look down and I’m like um I’m in a men’s t-shirt. Shit doesn’t stop.

I was told at work that someone had complained about a dress I was wearing, which I had worn many, many times before. I looked down, and there was not even 1 inch of cleavage. But how do you argue that without blowing the situation up and coming off sounding like an asshole? I just hate that other people use their own…

But if we talk about it we’re humble bragging!

They are so gross about it too. I was folding shirts a retail job and one of my coworkers kept standing in front of me because he saw this gross man stare at me and keep me in his line of vision. Anything fitted and I get side eyed by jerks.

I had a gay male friend who thought it was so funny to grab at them all the time. I was young and was all “well he’s gay so i *guess* it’s ok”

Same. All of it. A lot of the people who ridicule will also try to touch them, which is how I ended up punching a guy in the face in the 8th grade.

I hear you. I was the first girl in my school to need a bra. Trying to find dresses or shirts that I could wear has always been hard. I spent many, many years being embarrassed about my breasts and made to feel that they were anyone's business but my own.

God, tell me about it! I remember trying on bridesmaids dresses for a family wedding as a barely 20 year old and feeling SO inappropriate because of my breast size...I remember the comments from my own family about it...