It’s a well-known fact that psychopaths are obsessed with pants-zipping.

Hey there.

Yeah, I didn’t realize that failed relationships or being unpopular now mean you get a complimentary violent rampage at the public space of your choice. Times sure have changed!

The fact that the antenna has to rest on the outside, not inside the vagina, would be a major no-no for me. Have you ever had a tampon that was positioned not-quite-right, not quite high enough, and you could feel it ALL THE TIME? That’s what I imagine this would feel like. Also, I know they say it’s in medical grade…

You know what? I love the balls on Cara Sloane to tell a BCO story about her own fuck-up. Just about every one of these is told from the waiter’s point of view, so I am always curious as to how customers would tell one of these (and what the exact hell was goin on in their cerebellums)...

“So, your table stopped me and asked what kind of fish they had was because they thought you were lying to them; I told them it was cod and they asked why we didn’t have real fish.”

Or prevent it from running off the slice and onto your shirt, pants, hands, etc.

Oh, FFS, even the Pope is like “America, you have bigger things to worry about than abortion and gay marriage” Shutting down the government and forcing the Speaker to resign over this is insane.

Jesus Christ, yes. Fucking nobody gets educated about what hymens actually are.

What anyone wants or needs out of sex is intensely personal

(I offer that the start of human sex commences with the beginning of sexual touching and ends when no one needs to be sexually touched anymore because both are satisfied, however that is defined between the participants.)

I think that’s exactly what bothers me about it; it seems like pretending we’re all equals when we’re functionally not. If you’re at work, you’re taking orders from somebody. If you get pulled over, there’s a power dynamic there. If your kid acts out, you’re going to set them straight, with no pretense of who’s in…

I agree; that’s exactly what I like about it. It clarifies and delineates social structure with very little extra effort added to the conversation.

I want to move back towards using them more. I am not friends with every person I meet on the street or have some kind of professional relationship with. I do not want you pretending to be my friend, which is what using a personal name means to a lot of people. Not using titles doesn’t mean you respect everyone…

See, this is why the “everyone is an auntie or uncle” convention works. You don’t run into that problem as you get older :)

I’m 27 and still afraid to call my friends’ parents by their first names. I think my brain is still refusing to accept that I am an adult now and we are all adults now and I’m allowed to talk to grown-ups and I’m 27 and not 17 and I don’t have to make awkward small talk about how sixth form is going. I’m also old…

These kinds of pieces come up from time to time and they always miss the most important part: teach your kids to ask what someone wants to be called, then call them that. They prefer Mrs. Snoghorn you call them Mrs. Snoghorn. They prefer Fat Amy, you call them Fat Amy. True etiquette is not calling someone something…

I was so angry at you for making me tear up, then I was like “Damn my eyes were dry and this feels good.”