Ladydangeresque
Lady Dangeresque
Ladydangeresque

Mr. Fischoeder, I salute you for this well-reasoned and balanced response. Brava.

Loving someone, even if it's with your whole heart, is never going to make them change if they don’t want to put in the work. People aren't projects.

It was the weirdest feeling! Hungry? Nope! Gotta poop? Well I spent the last two hours on the toilet trying to, so nope! Thanks appendix! Now I know what you feel like!

Dang you must've been one tough kid to have a broken leg for so long! I think my mother is much the same—she's a robust person herself and has little sympathy for whiners (and after raising seven kids, who can blame her?). I was lucky that they got mine in the early stages, I was able to get a laparoscopy surgery and

To be fair, I never actually saw any proof of the infection. My mother told me later that they brought in these high-res glossy photos of my pussed up insides and the offending appendix itself in a jar of whatever, but I was still under anesthesia. Sometimes I wonder if she just said I had appendicitis to make me feel

Ugh how awful!! I think we mostly decide to do exploratory surgery so that the drive and pulling all the hospital staff away from their families would be worth it. I'm so lucky we did though, because (from what I understand) having it burst is so dangerous and life threatening. I'm glad you survived that!

The night before Thanksgiving, my junior year of high school, I had a terrible stomach ache. I couldn't tell if I was hungry or if I had food poisoning or if I just really had to shit. I stayed up the entire night at my grandma's house, clenching my stomach and crying. The next morning, after the majority of my family

You guys, Poopourri is actually pretty awesome, as a product. I think the whole "girls don't poop" thing is ridiculous, but that shit works and it has hilarious names for different sprays, like "deja pu" and "shittin pretty". At work we all share a toilet, so someone brought two in one day and now I own some of my

This question comes up a lot in any discussion of social justice, and I think the answer has a lot more to do with history and systemic oppression than it does with surface "fairness". The fact is, women have historically been objectified, had their voices stolen and suppressed to the point where even just the shape

It may be because most male fashion (most) isn't necessarily painful, constrictive or otherwise an inhibitor of full range of motion. If fashionable men wore corsets or say, very high shirt collars which made it difficult for them to turn their heads, and this was slated as somehow necessary for entry into some club,

Nerd alert: but cooks illustrated does a podcast that is actually pretty hilarious/awesome, and it's FREE. Chris and Bridget take calls from people and just sass each other the whole time. It's called Americas Test Kitchen Radio I think.

It's not on the food network, but do you watch America's Test Kitchen? They seriously have THE BEST recipes, equipment recommendations and taste testings of any cooking show. Not a lot of flash or drama, in fact almost none, but if you're looking for incredible, no-fail food and a pragmatic attitude towards eating,

I came straight down here to see if anyone else saw it! I think it is him...

Thanks for sharing this link, it's fantastic!

She's not criticizing Japanese culture because she doesn't need to. There's no reason for her to say "oh by the way this comes from a culture that's waaay sexist-er than ours!" because these games have become an integral part of our Western culture. Everyone knows Mario and Peach and Zelda and Link, over here. Trying

I got my degree in Linguistics, and actually I remember being told in class that the 20,000 vs 7,000 words (it was being misused 5 or 6 years ago, too) was not amount of words spoken per day, but was average vocabulary, probably for college-aged American men and women, who are usually the people who show up for the

Oh my god. I can't stop laughing at this! It's awful but hilarious!!

My senior year of High School my ex-boyfriend decided he'd win me back by getting me lilies and a hand-drawn card and leaving them on my doorstep on Valentine's Day. I had told him many, MANY times that I was not interested in being romantic with him any longer and that if he continued to harass me this way I would

I foolishly fell into that hole today (know your enemy, right?) and now I need some serious emotional therapy for the attack of the sad.

You guys help me out here. Where can I buy a print of this masterpiece!? I don't think it's amazing "art brut" or anything, it just makes me crack the fuck up every time I look at it! Plus my family (v. Christian) always has these pictures of Jesus up all over their walls and it would be hilariously awesome if they