This made me lol, but only because I feel your pain soooo hard. It's basically a losing battle if you have them or not, but I want us itty-bitty sisters to have a voice too!!! Should we start an actual committee? Disgusting boy-women unite!

So, as a small-chested lady, I've noticed A LOT of bias on Jez towards covering issues that larger-chested women have. I get it. It sucks. But so many discussions of boobs are dominated by how having big boobs sucks. It would be nice if we could get an article on bra fit for smaller busted ladies, how to take in…

This isn't exactly a new or novel thought, but god, I feel so badly for these women. Fuck. Just really basic, aching human empathy. What a rotten old thing for someone to do.

I think this man is so sexy... I want to do things to him that would make Jesus - or a parrot - cry.

Ahem. I think that's what the kids are calling "titcurtains".

Fire. Whoever. Did. This. To. You.

I'm not afraid of the fanny pack. Are you going to put the stuff in your pockets?

More like SMUGshot, right you guys?

Thank you for responding in this fashion. An article totally devoid of critical thinking does not warrant an ounce of reasonable response.

Hey, there's no need to be so fucking classist. These aren't "tuxedo cats"; they're just dressed reasonably: it's after five, and they're not farmers.

I live in Seattle ... this article elicited an outward BOOOOOOM from me. This guy and his hipster church confuse the hell out of me. I just don't know how they co-exist with this city, because we fucking hate it.

Do you make Dick Pouches?

Agree. I kind of see the benefit in this. Once school starts, I have two kids in two different locations. I keep my cell phone on my desk but inevitably the only time I ever get a call is when I step out to pick up something from the printer or go to the bathroom. I get up, move away from the phone, someone calls…

I'm sticking with "ball gargle". It conveys the sense of incomprehensible speech without insulting people with naso-laryngeal deficiencies.

Wow, #notallmen in RECORD time.

My husband is positively livid that Wonder Woman is in heels. He's beside himself angry. He threw a plate.

He loves comic books and their movies. He loves Wonder Woman. He hates misogyny and impractical footwear for bad-guy fighting.

And flame face. Flame face took me to a nice restaurant to show off his nice expense account. He was a blind date set up by my mother, who is also responsible for Fat Elvis and Ramen Noodle Truck Stop Man. Anyway, he had a lot of product in his hair. A lot. And he somehow managed to catch his paper menu on fire via a…

I was dating this guy, and I was attracted to him on an intellectual level because he was so creative, but the physical attraction wasn't very high. He was kind of an awkward lover - if we switched from me on top to him on top, instead of rolling over, he'd stand up on the bed while I laid down. And not only would he…