Kmart had the “Blue Light Special” so it’s fitting that Targer has a “Red Light Special”

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I am not happy with anything, EVER. I hate cute babies, puppies, and flowers. I just want stale bread, water, a windowless room and no orgasms, EVER.

I honestly am mystified as to what can get guys off of their entitlement when it comes to casual sex.

Eh, YouTube has plenty of educational videos and old episodes of shows that are worth watching. These two douchebags are not.

What will now happen is that whenever he craves tuna, he’s going to let the squirrel back in.

Hi, I’m Kristiffer Lawredeschanel, and I’m here to talk about a cause very close to my heart. Every day, Manic Pixie Dream Girls across America are dying. Hundreds of women with crooked smiles and a penchant for describing sunsets while quoting your favorite Camus/Salinger/Dr. Seuss book are disappearing from your…

I didn’t say alone or oppressed. But as a liberal Christian, I didn’t really want to hang out with the Intervarsity crew (the Christian club on my campus). They were socially and politically conservative, mostly didn’t drink or use any substances, and had very little in common with me. It’s possible to be a regular…

[H]e sent me a dick pic with the caption “We are so disappointed.”

You’re to keep what is known as a consent log, ideally. You first ask for consent verbally, then you write it out in the log. It’s best if you video the agreement before performing any act that could be considered, in any way, sexual. That includes kissing, touching most all parts of the body below and above the…

In the expensively educated, ambitiously employed, liberal urban circles I’ve run in since graduating from prep school outside Washington, D.C., coming out as a Christian feels more fraught than coming out as gay.

I have a guy friend who got drunk, passed out, and woke up in the night to find a female friend riding him. He was drunk and groggy and sick and couldnt object strongly or move her away. She covered his mouth and told him to be quiet and enjoy it. He was married. He was absolutley raped.

After all, the sponser was Booker Mcdonnel, a company involved in sugar production in the Carribean. One winner even donated his prize to the British Black panthers in protest.

From the FB post linking to this:

I feel you should have gone with “This is How We Do It”, so you could have a themesong for the beatings distributed by the staff

“Hey, baby! Come here often?”

I begrudgingly am okay with this. It’s passingly clever, and also more tasteful than pretty much all the other things on this page. However, the look on her face is enraging.

I don’t get the fascination with pizza rat at all. I lived in New York in the 70’s and let me tell you, rats were hauling away things a hell of a lot bigger than a slice of pizza back then.

It’s like Jung once said,

I read every one of these - and there were definitely some gems - but I just flat-out can’t get over putting jelly on pizza, let alone asking for it like it’s not completely insane.