You don't get to decide what suits him. If he's doing it to advance his career, that's his choice. One that does not need to be justified or validated by anyone.

Everyone knows who he is. He built a career out of being the Executive Transvestite. He couldn't hide it now if he tried. But that's not ALL he is, and I don't begrudge anyone changing their style — daily or professional — as it suits them.

This is where someone comes in sarcastically asking if they should just never talk to women at all.

They concluded that it "would have been extremely difficult, if not impossible" for someone to have doctored it up.

Welp, there's your problem.

The 20s or so, when razor companies opted to tap the female market.

Do you still go down on him when he's not manscaped?

A blood moon on tax day? Sounds about right.

Agreed. Just looking in the background of the videos, I see a LOT of slender, white ladies on both teams.

I'm getting vertigo just watching her jump so high.

Misleading title. He wasn't denied leave for his mother's funeral.

Women who wear skirts are only doing so for easy access to the weapon strapped to her thigh next to her Secret Service badge. If she even thinks you saw it, she is obligated to kill you.

I had such bad skin when I was in high school and college. The strangers stopping you to give unsolicited advice type. And never learned how to use makeup. Finally got it under control, and now I'm often told how beautiful my skin is. Except for the acne scars on my cheek that even a professional makeup artist who…

Is a homosexual person born that way, or do they develop that way?

I'm guessing he got in pretty easily. My uni dorms had card scanners at the doors, but when numerous people were going in and out, often they'd hold the door open for others behind them to avoid a traffic jam. A man once got in by waiting for this kind of rush and raped 3 women before he was caught.

See, that still gets into the whole "I hate Las Vegas" thing. Fiance totes supports me in this.

In my ideal wedding, we'd get married, take both families to dinner in their respective cities, and spring the marriage on them right before we hit the airport.

My parents are dead. My grandparents raised me. No, they aren't helping with funding. Nor are his parents. Her opinion of compromise is getting married at some shitty $50 chapel on the Strip and doing a potluck in their backyard. My sister was talked into doing that, and it was a disaster. Grandmother got the wrong…

Not in my experience. Not with my family.