I really hope that Gwyneth's bulldozing of The Hustler Store will result in this "Poltergeist" type of haunting in which a barrage of dildos and anal lube magically terrorize (or elate?) GOOPy poetry readings and the specter of The Hustler will forever walk the grounds of said fancy schmancy private club.

Lard Against Humanity.

“And after a metaphorical three days since he was crucified after giving a terrible speech at Liberty University, the great bastard American son will bless this great nation and his Canadian boner for conservative American values will rise this Easter Sunday for all to worship his glory. Amen.”

YOU JUST GOT SERVED...by the rare sweet arrows of justice but at least they came for you misogynists this time.

“We’ve known each other since we were little girls. We’ve always been friends. It’s nice to inspire people. I’m really proud of her and what she’s done.”

Thanks Missouri for continuing to never let me down, or rather get my hopes up. These Midwest lawmakers are really making a difference and rather than focus on oh, the economy or racism or generally anything relevant to their constituents’ interests, they really get to the meat of it. Poors buying steak, not in my…

These “satirists” remind me of the boys (yes, boys) in my college philosophy 101 class that read Rand for the first time and considered themselves the arbiters of edgy. No, you're a bunch of entitled classist, racist, sexist fools who can't satire right. Stick to at least being dumb about your bigotry because trying…

As a woman who frequently yo-yos in terms of weight, these sorts of comments baffle me the most. When my mother passed away and I went trough a divorce last year (all within the same month) I gradually gained 20 pounds and the worst was my father who implied that I was looking “fat” and to watch what I eat. My…

*to to the tune of Starships*

I'm not sure if other commenters have mentioned this (my phone is slow) but when I was listening to this story on NPR, apparently when the officer came to question her after her surgery, he didn't read her her Miranda Rights and refused to let her see we family, so hopefully that's at least one ground she can appeal…

Look, I don't comment ever on here (it's my first time!) but I am an obsessive Kitchenette reader. This story just reinforced why I put my two weeks in at my once beloved server/bartending job. My manager has helped shift the environment from a sisterhood/fun-loving of sorts between co-workers to pitting the staff…