Because not everyone likes exactly what you like.

That guy is SUPER creepy. You have permission to downgrade those interactions to handshakes IMMEDIATELY. The next time you see him, look him right in the eye and stick your hand right out there, up nice and high so he can see it. Be obvious. Reach for his hand so he's kinda forced to shake back. Keep some tension…

My wonderful Great Aunt Dorothy had a great approach to this kind of situation. When it was time to day goodbye and I hesitated to hug her, she would say, "Would you prefer a handshake?" That way I could just shake her hand instead of hugging her. Most of the time, though, because she was being so considerate to…

Next time, read the article before you comment.

Wow. I am so sorry. It's impossible to understand why your adopted mother didn't report it. <3 <3 <3

That is so horrifying. I am so sorry that happened to you. What a sick bastard he is. I wonder what on earth you could do to contact his other foster children... is there any way to talk to someone who works for the foster system? I wonder, if they got reports from you and your foster siblings, if they could open…

Don't let the door hit you in the ass on your way out.

It wasn't funny.

You wanted to see how feminists would respond to notallmen, and you got your answer -you're not wanted here. Don't come back.

Bristol said "I simply wanted to tell American teenagers that saving sex for marriage was the only way to be 100 percent certain that you won't get pregnant. That's all."

Oh, are we going back to my mother because you couldn't think of anything new to say?

Plenty of men have benefitted from the kindly services of a dick-sucking whore, and now they're all "Booooooo, dick-sucking whores?" That's madness.

You, sir, are no humanist. And your analogy sucks. A better analogy would be if he had a really long penis and I had a really short vagina and he really needed the feeling of being able to sink it in to me all the way. If that were the case, I would totally use a vagina lengthener, or whatever the toy store has for…

After he fucks me to my satisfaction, then he takes it off and fucks me until he's satisfied. I can make him come a dozen different ways. Both of us love sex and are down to try anything that might feel good, including toys and BDSM and all kinds of stuff. And yes, we really love each other. And we're both really…

I'm trolling you, sweet pea. You came here to troll some feminists because you wanted to see what would happen, and now you're seeing that what will happen is that I will troll your trolling ass right back. You deliberately came here to poke, prod, provoke and waste people's time, so now I'm going to pick on you…

ETA: Being a good lover is less about what size your parts are and more about how good of a problem solver you are.

One of the toys my boyfriend uses is nine inches, so I know it's at least that long.

My vagina is quite a bit longer than average (funny how women don't brag about the length of their vaginas - I've got a 9 incher) so when my boyfriend's 6 incher wasn't hitting me in the good spots, I was terrified to tell him because I thought he would feel inadequate. When I finally did, he said, "Well, let's go…

Shhhh, go back to making your drawings now. Lots of ladies to impress on the train tomorrow.

Yes, you're the victim, you poor thing. Run along now and remember this the next time you think about trolling Jezebel.