deadlylampshade
DeadlyLampshade
deadlylampshade

I'm going to say that if there are exceptions to the rule of grampa's rear being sacrosanct, I'd have to say those would be rape, murder, swindling other olds out of their money, and ties to Hitler.

It always takes me a couple of moments with those feet pictures to figure out who belongs to who. And I think it would be hilarious if there were stock photos where three of the feet are facing up and only one is facing down. Just to see if anybody is paying attention.

Here's an eyewitness sketch:

This remains my all time favorite:

I've been a lurking lurker who knows you're a regular commenter, & I'm curious to know if the majority of Jezebel commenters are from the NYC area. I ask because there are always tons of remarks of disbelief regarding the possibility of the existence of the Kim K. body type in nature (I've also seen the same

I'm digging her playful expressions. Fully nude with sheer joy across her face, instead of her typical fuck-me-face she makes in photos (or she is told to make - I don't know who is in charge).

Kinda wish she had a bush. Now THAT would break the internet.

Thanks. My aunt died a number of years ago, but my mom has dealt with it fairly well. She's tried to make something good come out of it, so she gives speeches and talks to junior high and high school kids and women's groups to kind of let them know that 1) it's possible to get through that stuff and have a pretty

Even as an adult, losing pets (usually my rodents of old age) is very traumatic and painful...But I was also glad to be able to be there in their final moments. Even though it's probably a long time ago, I'm sorry for your loss.

It's never easy to make that decision. It's even harder because you know they can't make it themselves. They look to you for care, affection, and security. It's so god damned hard to pull that trigger and decide to end their life. I've seen the light leave the eyes of some of the most beautiful friends I've ever had

Mark, my Oreo (a guinea) die in my hands when I was in fifth grade. It remains the most traumatic part of my childhood. When we took her to the vet the first time, we should have listened.

Of course, that would result in most pets never being adopted in the first place, and a whole lot of younger and healthier animals getting euthanized as a result.

From my point of view - better that I adopted my cat from the county shelter and gave him several years of a happy and healthy life. If I can't afford

And Jezebel, you have done it. I'm actually crying. Yes yes yes. I feel constant negativity just from the way people talk about their own birth experience. Its gotten to a point where I am actually thankful to have been on bed rest for the past 6 weeks because I don't have any outside human interaction. But that

I definitely get to have an opinion about a friend who would post pics on Facebook of her baby crowning in her vagina. But of course, my opinion centers around her poor social media skills, not her birth.

It's a tray full of whoop ass.

Frankly, I think it's adorable that the most scandalous thing a Duggar has ever done is fuck her own husband.

A friend of mine from high school has a son with ASD, and I can't count the number of times she's been driven to tears by strangers telling her to "get control of" him when he's freaking out or loudly commenting about how "parents these days just don't discipline" when he's gotten overloaded by the experience of being

A telltale sign of a true narcissist is the inability to tolerate challenges to their cognitive distortions (e.g. challenging their perceived grandiosity or their views on damn near anything). The narcissist will act out in some way when their cognitive distortions are challenged.