I guess because it's not objectifying if it's a choice you make for yourself?

I'm scared. I just got home after being intimidated/followed and almost run off the road by an old guy in a truck. I turned right on a GREEN light as he was coming through the intersection from a side road — this is a wide three lane highway, and I was in no way encroaching on his car. (BTW...my driving record is…

Clearly you've never read online MRA forums. Those dudes are fucking nuts.

This is why women give out fake phone numbers, when asked for her number. #YesAllWomen

I'm so angry, I don't know where to begin.

I'm traveling abroad on my own this summer. I've decided to take a bikini. It's the first two piece I've had in 10 years. I'm so over covering my body because it doesn't look "right". So, fuck it. That's all.

I don't understand the golf club, her outfit clearly says: "croquet"

Bluetooth earpiece a new sign of dickweed?

#NotAllMen

MRA's and PUA's, the new domestic terrorists.

"The kids were absolutely ravenous," remarked an onlooker. "At one point they cut the throat of a raccoon and feasted on the blood while cooing "'sweet nectar.'" Another witness noted that blood-soaked copies of acclaimed hit Country Strong were found scattered around the restaurant.

Tweeting really doesn't take that much time, and old people do not understand how it works, so I buy that part of the story. I doubt twitter was really the reason she wasn't producing minutes. She just gave no fucks about her job.

I knew a girl who was carrying an entire tray of food and a customer grabbed her ass. She turned around and slammed the entire tray of food on his face. Probably assault? Yes. Definitely awesome? YOU FUCKIN BET

These arms. I would give anything to have these arms. In theory, I would give anything. In practice, it looks like I'm going to hang on to my Starbursts.

Not my story, my husband was there for it, and I also worked at the restaurant so I heard it from all of the people who were there. It was legendary in that kitchen. This server wasn't very good, and was always bugging the managers to cut her from the second she clocked in. One day, she was particularly relentless,…

One of my favorite stories was told me third party by a co worker. He used to work at a divey breakfast place, and they were always slammed with amateurs, even worse on weekend brunches. A customer grabbed one of the servers as he was walking by with a full tray of drinks, and yelled "Hello, I need another…

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