birdgalaxy
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birdgalaxy

You just described the exact outfit I am wearing right now!

I have two kimonos (one long and one short), two terry robelets, and one cheetah print negligee. This is in addition to a small but well-curated collection of velour housepants and Old Navy long-sleeved tee-shirts. And of course no lounge/work outfit is complete without my cheetah print Isotoner slippies.

...does anyone know where i can get an adult sized onesie with a buttflap?

You never lounge in a scarf. You could fall asleep and inadvertently strangle yourself to death. At least, that's why I don't lounge in a scarf.

I am not wearing sneakers when I am lounging, guys.

Loungewear is a pair of bright blue Ice Skating Hello Kitty pants with a hole in the crotch and whatever undershirt you were wearing the day before. I know because I was supposed to catch the train to my car an hour ago and that doesn't seem to be happening yet. Because of the lounging.

Whatever. At least I know how to dry my head with a towel without ending up in the hospital.

Weird that this stereotype still persists even when all available evidence says men cause more accidents than women, per capita.

It's funny that the "women can't drive" stereotype still exists while there are statistics that show that men are more likely to get involved in an accident that results in someone getting injured or killed.

Disgusting. The man whom she loves and trusts got her drunk, exposed her to the world and who knows what else.
Rape culture is alive and well, sadly.
What a vile pig.

Me either! It's just kind of sad and weird and it made me briefly depressed for mankind. And then I remembered my awesome slutty happy life with my birth control and my healthy eating habits and the multiple awesome men I know who would be embarrassed and offended to be represented this way, and then I felt better.

Our anger is the attention they're seeking as well as the bro high fives. Unfortunately for them, as with any random toddler having a temper tantrum in the grocery store aisle, I can only offer them my complete indifference.

I agree. As one of those "difficult and obnoxious girls," I kinda used to try and torture men like this with how shockingly outspoken and self-possessed I could be.

Our urge has always been to overlook these pathetic imbeciles.

TMZ thinking there is any such character as "Hans" Solo is by far the grossest thing about this.

He also pissed off a ton of people by supporting Pro-Choice in Texas, rock your crocs, bro, we got your back.

Anybody else see the headline and thought we were talking menstruation, or just me?

One time, I got copied on an email that someone shouldn't have copied me on because it was basically a big rant about me. I was so pissed I sent an email back to all of the recipients that contained nothing but an ellipsis. An ellipsis.

Meh, all the racist/sexist jokes that I thought were sooooo edgy when I was young now just come off as tasteless, offensive, and stupid—not to mention easy shots. It's not like the writing is brilliant. Sometimes it's funny, but the funny moments are much fewer and farther between than they were when I was like 13.