Most of the times I’ve been catcalled have been first thing in the morning, after walking my kid to school. Baggy sweats, oversized hoodie, no makeup, greasy sloppy bun. My mother-in-law got catcalled in her gardening clothes. She’s 60.

That isn’t even her best Christmas album. The best one is A Christmas Album from 1983. Its opening track “Tennessee Christmas” is its most popular.

Amy Grant was like the Christian Shania Twain. Both hot but you knew you had no chance of seeing Amy in tight leather pants.

The answer is Hark the Herald. That is all.

To me fake = being an obvious weasel, repeatedly with no remorse or acknowledgement.

Nobody lives up to their ideals. The “real” people will actually talk about it, acknowledge it etc. when obviously letting someone down, acting out of character etc.

A million bucks says this guy’s wife’s libido is perfectly fine, but she just couldn’t bring herself to let him use her like a Fleshlight one more goddamn time. She’s probably initiated dozens of conversations about what she likes in bed, how she would prefer to be touched, that she wants more of abc and less of xyz,…

Ahem, how is this any different?

He wants free sex with no strings attached and no upkeep.

And he didn’t actually talk to or meet one woman on this expensive ass site.

It’s gross how he treats his wife, and it’s ALSO super-duper gross how he envisions treating the hypothetical woman he wants to act as his side-piece. Like, you don’t want to pay for dates or put in the effort for romance (although how sweet to be willing to “facilitate that to a small extent,” what a gentleman) you…

His wife would probably consent to that. But he’s looking for the thrill of power that comes with cheating...denying his wife the agency to consent to his rule change, or exit the relationship.

I will never understand this. People run around this website all day and night long talking about how great casual sex is and how perfect that they can find any stranger to rub all their parts the right way, then leave them alone. Finding the right casual sex partner is as rare as finding love. Yes, you can find the…

I mean it’s not like cheating on your wife is welcomed with open arms in our society. I don’t think it’s about the social stigma, I think he just feels like he shouldn’t have to pay for it. Since he’s such a great, undemanding guy and all. I think it’s more about him and his image than anything else.

“Why can’t women just provide what I want without a lot of stupid talking beforehand? I shouldn’t have to talk to women to get what I want from them. Ha-rumph.”

“But when you’re trying to hook up with a married man, that guy already has enough on his plate without having to jump through the hoops of dating.”

You know what I’d like to see? A movie marketed as one of those shitty exorcism types where all that nonsense happens in the first 20 minutes, then after these “well meaning” idiots kill the girl, her ghost spends the next hour haunting and killing them because she was never possessed in the first place. It would…

What about zydeco? Bitches love zydeco.

"but I can't help but think that in any culture, seeing more of a woman's body will somehow influence the way a man thinks about her."

I remember feeling really horny through puberty, and I'm cis female. I didn't really have society's permission and entitlement to pester dudes with my burgeoning lady-boner however. I'm sure many of my pubescent male peers would have been thrilled if I'd tried, but it would have put my safety at an unsustainably high…