AKA the "Logic-Incapable Old White Guy Defense of Dominance Act."

Fuck everyone's easy forgetfulness. There are people still alive who remember what pre-Roe abortion was like. We need to hear from those people and we need to hear from them right now, and loudly.

Great idea to have all the women rape victims come forward so tbey can be called liars and sluts and scantily clad whores who asked for it and be further subject to psychological abuse by their own families and older white gentleman who have done a lot of research into the subject and declared that women have a…

Intelligent creatures do look, lust a little, and then smile and carry on. That's what the brain is for. Saying "don't look" or "don't lust" never works. Look, lust, move on.

Yeah, this is what confuses me about really extreme evangelical Christians (or any other extreme Judeo-Christian religion); I can accept that a religious morality code might find lustful thoughts to be inherently wrong. I don't agree with it, but I can understand it. What I don't find logical is the idea that it's…

I mean, what if this lady's husband happens to drop by and I'm wearing these pants? It will be SO HARD for him to pretend not to look at my fine behind.

This guy finds it hard to control himself around leggings? What happens when he goes to the beach, would he ejaculate if he saw a bikini? I have SO many follow-up questions to this.

OH, FOR...

Sometimes you read something and wish the person could get some real problems instead, but that's kind of mean to wish on someone. So instead I wish I hadn't read this article

Whelp, I was going to hang out in my sexy sexy sex pants (stained in not one, but two places with Nutella) and watch season two of The Fall while my daughter is at a sleepover, but I guess I'd better change. Perhaps I can find some non-lustful dungarees somewhere. I mean, it's just me and the dogs here, but you never…

I would honestly rather have my fingernails pulled than be subject to this level of personal management. Given the choice between Hell or being a member of a sorority I would choose Hell in an instant, unless Hell is actually one huge sorority where it is rush week all the time.

The entitlement in telling another woman what to do with her eyebrows. I just — not to be obnoxious about it, but this is how women enact and enforce the patriarchy on one another.

Throwing it out there: I have for sure fallen asleep during sex before. I don't mean this in a "oh WHAT, now every time you fuck a passed out person you're a RAPIST???" way cause, duh, so many things wrong with that statement. But sex doesn't exist in a vacuum, and Broad City certainly explores every fucked up, funny,…

Indicates that our brains may process many kinds of attraction and love in the same way, and even though we think "this is parent child love" and "this is friendship" and "this is sexual attraction" it probably isn't all that different and it's easy to mix it up when you're not raised around the person.

My dad was a philandering narcissist who apparently never heard of condoms, and as a result I have multitudes of half-siblings that are always popping out of the woodwork and coming out to meet the family. I've sometimes bristled under the dysfunction, but I suddenly feel really grateful that none of us has ever…

Like special dog, whilst moving.

The whole show is genius! Exploring how something made you feel is not akin to dismissing it as bad—quite the opposite, really.

I need this for my giant lab/boxer mix. Black coat with white skin, her asshole is like a staring eyeball.

"Can you hear me now?"