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Kitten season is coming, folks. If you're interested in bottle feeding orphaned kittens until they're big enough to eat on their own, NOW is the time to start volunteering with your local shelter or rescue group. Kittens are starting to trickle in to my job, but in the next two to four weeks we're going to have a

No, it's just a REALLY good corset...it will suck in space and time as well as your waistline.

The only solution is a return to school uniforms. Sexy, sexy school uniforms.

And then she gets a brain tumor.

Let me preface this by saying I know the author is not saying she is "afraid" of sex—I'm just hoping to relate to the situation in my own way.

I am not certain if it will help at all, but I'm a cisgendered, heterosexual male, and I didn't lose my virginity until I was twenty-three. As much as I'd like to say I was,

I went over to What's-His-Name's place for our second date and literally never left. We've been together 18 years, married for nearly 14, and it seems to be working out just fine.

Why do we need both this article and the one about the Princeton Mom? They're both the same.

All I learned from this is that Modern Bride mentioned female orgasms before Playboy did.

I'd like to also add, please do not assume that someone else will call the police or already has.

Pushing to the top.

Yeah I would check for The Lord's Webcams hidden underneath the pews before I sat down, lest Pornhub gets flooded with upskirt videos like "Kenya See Her Cooch?"

Is anyone else getting kind of tired of this? 'Oh look, it's JLaw! And she's falling, just like a normal person! How relatable!' Meh.

What, pants boners? It's usually uncomfortable in a sexy way, not a painful way, but it can also be embarrassing depending on context.

This one was my fave. I'll release it for him...

If you love something, set it free!!

I feel bad for this boner. It's so trapped.

I had my own version of this guy. On and off for 7 years. He was cheating and doing who knows what - but I'd go on a date and he'd lose his shit, confess his love and need for me, we'd be together, then he'd screw it up again. I finally quit when I realized he wasnt going to get his shit together.