Fuzzylobsters
Fuzzylobsters
Fuzzylobsters

Is this a serious question? Because the discomfort levels of trying to walk all day let alone RUN without a bra would be horrific for me. I do not presume I am such a special snowflake no other woman would feel the same. If I were in an end of the world situation, making sure I had bras would be a big priority for

I just have to echo Patricia's post. MATN's channel is great, but I especially love his Fallout (both 3 and NV) runs. Really entertaining, but he also knows the games very well so you learn quite a bit as you go along. My one complaint? As an American, I find his British knowledge of Washington DC is painfully

The implication is somewhat different when one is in a world where everyone is scantily clad, sexualised and can be brutally murdered with equal share and the other is a really out-of-character series of boob nuns in a world that has otherwise tackled comparatively down-to-earth characters.

The only "ewwww" thing here for me is the phrasing, and Jezebel's is a lot worse than the woman's.

The names I have in my system:

If having your bare penis touched by someone in a sexual manner with their hands instead of their vagina or butthole or mouth "tosses any sense of intimacy out the window," I kind of feel bad for both you and your partners. Like, it has to be a mucous membrane or it's not "real"? Uh, okay...

Yes, and for two reasons:

If you want to check out an example of "butch" (this is overly simplistic, there are so many different ways that queer women who present in a more masculine manner identify) check out Dapper Q's posts on Autostraddle. It's not just queer individuals and queer people behind the camera, the idea of the models dressing

you know who never wins at "Female Armor Bingo"?

I've been to one of these (granted it's in Iowa- not quite the bible belt,) and it was the classiest goddamn sex store I've ever been in. The whole atmosphere was pleasantly sex-positive and egalitarian. They had good porn on DVD, and kept the creepy shit to a minimum. They didn't have 'viewing booths' (ugh), and

White Lady, here.

At one point in my life I realized every single one of my friends and good acquaintances was white. It made me feel like an asshole. Was I intentionally avoiding all situations where I would encounter non-white folks, and when I did was I just unintentionally avoiding meaningful interactions? Some

Poet Pat Parker covered this in 1978 and I have always been grateful to her for her opening couplet:

Let's first cast the idea of "strong enough" out the window.

David Willis of Shortpacked! has explained this better than I ever could:

Erm... I know plenty of guys who will read books and watch shows with female characters who aren't super sexualized. Just as well, it's a matter of skewed priorities. If I see a comic book featuring a scantily clad woman on the cover, doing the "boobs and butt toward the reader" pose while holding a sword, it makes me

You've bought a penis, that's what.