This is a guy that OBSESSED over his weight. He did entire segments and specials about his weight and subsequent weight loss. I'm kind of bewildered by the disconnect he is displaying here.

On a related note, I find that telling them I'm going for my PhD in physics really is a fantastic way to chase men away*! So, really, use science, as much as possible!

Ahaha I love how people always feel you owe them an explanation. Cut your hair short? "But whyyyy you looked so pretty", wear a green wedding dress, "But whyyyy". Because I damn well felt like it that's why.

I completely agree; it's only reasonable to say 'please' and 'thank you' and 'hey- I really appreciate that you put that load of washing on this morning' etc.

So the first one is totally ridiculous, but I 100% stand behind the second example (for both genders, of course) and I think it's great advice (of course the context of this being for ladies only makes it sort of weird). Every night, Monsieur cooks and I clean up... and we thank each other for doing that*. These…

Marriage is a sacred bond between the bridal industry and your wallet.

I always wondered why women seem to go in white for their wedding.

Pat Patterson came out after he was accused of molesting ring boys. I wouldn't include his "coming out" with the others mentioned here.

Renly agrees! He demands meat sceptors!

Oh my, Old Spice smells so good under my lady arms. Much better than that cloying baby powder, jolly rancher, or faux flower smell that lady's deodorant provides.

I'm a straight guy and it doesn't bother me in the least. He's making money off your lust, so perhaps it isn't his dignity that should concern you.

He stares at his bank account all day. That's why he looks so happy in the photos.

This dude has figured out how to make bank off of:

Dear advertisers: MORE OF THIS

Let this be a lesson to you moms. You too, internet racists who got all pissed off over a damned cereal commercial.

I assume this product makes the wearer walk like they're riding a very small invisible goat, thereby allowing us to identify them at a distance of at least 5 lap dances away.

"Where it is often unwelcome"

Yep. Now that I'm remembering it, my sister actually went out to happy hour with one of her bullies* and said, "You know what? You were terrible to me. I did nothing to you and you were just awful to me because I was shy and I wouldn't fight back. It wasn't cool, and I'm not really interested in hanging out now or…

I had school tormenters as well. I've thankfully managed to get them nearly all out of my life by having a pretty strict "if I don't like you in real life, you aren't on my Facebook" rule. My 10 year high school reunion was canceled, much to my glee (I hated high school.) I am conventionally, intellectually,…

Interesting that your FB friends, eh? I would not go that far with my old bullies.