WhatTheThunderSaid
WhatTheThunderSaid
WhatTheThunderSaid

What am I doing with the rest of my life? Well, my much-longed-and-planned-for child was born two weeks ago via surrogate. This has been a long and heartbreaking road, but it ended here...I am typing with a baby sleeping on my shoulder. I am a mom, the Mr is a dad, and we are a family with a person-baby in addition to

It's not about making thin white girls feel like shit, it's about giving all the other girls in all the other sizes representation because fashion sorely lacks in anything other than the thin+white combo. You are beautiful and worthy, and you also have pretty much every brand imaginable representing you. Women who

Also my husband asked me for a divorce via text message. ..on my birthday. He kept my dog. I wish I was making this up. May you rot in hell 2014! Don't let the door hit you on your way out!

I fucking hate my husband. Hate him. Hate his character. He is a misogonyst, racist, power hunger asshole training to be a cop of all people. I'm so scared of how he is going to be with a gun in his hands. He keeps saying, "I'll get training, I'll get training," but they can't train his lack of impulse control out of

I'll try to make this a short and sweet as possible. I stumbled upon Jezebel through I09 because I am a nerd and I do nerd shit. I'm an empathetic type of guy but I never really delved too deeply into the concept of feminism. Until I started reading articles on Jez. Of course I love the puns and snarky comments. But

Not to start my own business and not quite a thousand miles away, but I did quit an excellent, stable job where I was making good money to not work and make art for a while. One of the greatest decisions I've ever made. I think there's almost no chance that you'll regret doing it, and a very good chance that you'll

I'm setting damn boundaries with my narcissistic mom and texting instead of calling tonight. Enough is enough. 2015 is the year of low contact (very low) with narc Mom! Woohoo!

Holy poopnoodles. I researched this guy (i.e. googled) and he is seriously unhinged. He runs a website called crimesagainstfathers that's full of his delusional rantings about how his children have betrayed him and he has the right to punish them and if they don't respond to his ultimatums, he will consider killing

MRAs expect womenz to troll their sites the way they troll this one. They're under the delusion that the womenz actually want their attention, the way MRA trolls desperately try to get the attention of the womenz here.

So kinda like racists then. They take their anger out on minorities (not the people who look like them who really keep them low on the totem pole) because they have to feel superior to someone.

New Years' 2000 it snowed in my Louisiana town, which it NEVER does. A friend's dad shut down his RURAL bar for the night so his daughter and her friends could party there, which was great, cause I was only 19, as were most of us. Anything we wanted to try, we could, so I learned about all kinds of liquors, and we all

Disclaimer...this did not happen on NYE. The story is entitled "starfish regenerator."

I'm so sorry about your plan switch. I'm serious. I had several people try to talk me into various levels of partying tonight but fuck that noise. Jammies, snacks, MarioWorld 3D, Netflix, Prosecco and a toasty fire. Hoping the neighbors across the lake do their fireworks display so I can catch that.

In my small town the thing to do on New Years when you were a teen was to go to the skating rink and take part in a "Lock-In", where they lock the doors and you skate and "party" all night (which meant 1am).

Not worst, but really stupid. One year, four friends and I took the train to Toronto from Detroit for NYE. Tale as old as time, we were 19 so we got absolutely hammered at a bar almost exclusively on Jager bombs. I couldn't tell you if we even made it to midnight, at some point we were jettisoned out of the bar early

I only wish I'd been shitting back then.

I stand by the fact that this wasn't so bad, but it was funny, and it did get me kicked out of a big gala/party.

I thought "Wow, this man is ridiculously good looking and personable, it's hard to believe he's a random guy who took a video of a nice gas station bathroom." Then I saw this: "Filmed at a Shell station in Bohol, Philippines, by model and TV personality Jason Godfrey"

SECONDARY THOUGHTS: Why didn't he have someone check out the women's? Could it have been even better*?

If I walked into that oasis through a portal disguised as a Shell gas station, I would audibly gasp.