Me: "You want a cigarette? I always offer homeless guys cigarettes."

I was raised as a JW and was molested by my 25 year old bible study teacher when I was 12. He went on to marry my sister when she turned 18 (he had been molesting her beginning when she was 14.) I FLED when I was 15 and never looked back. Punk rock saved my life, not Jehovah.

Moms are the best.

And those of us who enjoy the finer things? Well we'll just be over here. Drinking gin.

I'm sorry, but that opportunistic twatwaffle was able to get away with that shit for so long because we're so obsessed with men accepting feminism, and we practically suck the dick of any man who acts like a decent human being. We shouldn't have to dilute the meaning of feminism to gain popularity, we should be…

Not my story at all, but my cousin once fucked Vanilla Ice. He looked like this at the time (complete with that vile goatee-thing):

He didn't know what doggy style was. I turned over and he actually said the words "I don't know what you expect me to do".

Relevant:

Congratulations, white people! We did it again!

Whatever Colorado you are most thankful for pot and you know it.

Yeah, that's where I struggle with this a bit. There's not a single big time popular but critically derided author who hasn't said something along these same lines. I have Stephen King's book on how to write a novel and literally every other line is some variation on "And let me tell you another reason why critics are…

To be fair though it's still a step above being way to into Hemmingway.

I don't get why people don't try to be more sympathetic, and start taking rape seriously. Whenever a man makes a joke, or an artsy fartsy photoshoot for Vogue, or a scene in a music video featuring rape, they're stomping on a woman's biggest fear. The one thing you have failed to protect us from and have blamed us…

protip for the CLASSY PEOPLE [ ;p ]: they make those 4 packs of little wine bottles. perfect for putting into your purse, and then drinking all of them yourself because they are not for sharing

We did it twice on our wedding night. Is that weird? Once the second we got in the door. (blush) and again after I finished getting the five million bobby pins out of my hair, because I was going to put that white negligee to use, damn it.