My sister and sadly departed momma bought me the book after that show aired. I had just started my part time job at Lancome the year before, so Momma excitedly taped the end of it for me thinking I’d love it, which I did. As of Christmas ‘97 (a few months later), I was the proud owner of Making Faces. I’m still a…

This is the Kurt Vonnegut approach to bodily functions, which I took up when I had a child: Never pass up the opportunity to pee, eat something, shower, or nap when it is offered.

Same. One of the toilets at home requires straight up voodoo to even flush pee properly. The toilets at work will take an arm off by suction alone if you get too close.

Once I was in the loo at the airport and I farted. A woman in another stall said loudly, “That’s disgusting! Who did that?”. I laughed so hard that I farted again and she declared, “I do not have to listen to this!” and stormed out.

I agree with you! Except:

So not only does Tamblyn’s description of the encounter ring true, she follows/juxtaposes it with this;

(whispers) More like Melons of Malcontent-edness...

Unfortunately, this is now tame in our world of brelfies.

They are good dogs

13/10

Alternatively, to confirm to commentary style guidelines:

When I first came to NYC they still had the ASPCA Humane Law Enforcement, I thought briefly about applying since I used to be a military dog handler. Then I realized I would shoot the first dog abuser I came across, and realized it wasn’t for me. I went on to do vet tech work in private practice and that was hard…

Calling them the only good twitter account is just a slap in the face to the only other good twitter account, @dogrates.

Nah previous statement stands. If you come to the bottom of an article about the rescue work of animals in SF and post that an animal deserves to die a slow, agonizing death solely because it existed in the first place, you’re an asshole and most likely also a troll. My only regret is that asmallcat replied to you and…

Wow fuck you.

Keep telling yourself that.

Lol, sure they are.

Grapefruit LaCroix and I’ll turn this shit up to 11. :)

It’s the Jezebel break room when there’s only one peach LaCroix left.

Exactly- keep the aggression exactly as-is. Don’t change it to talking behind someone else’s back and slap fights. Keep it utterly brutal and show us why that makes us so much more uncomfortable when it’s girls instead of boys. Make us interrogate our own assumptions and stereotypes.