I just saw this. You didn’t actually ask for a decadent guy, you asked for a decedent, which means dead person. Which made me laugh because no email made on my phone is complete without an autocorrect gaffe.

This is Jezebel. I never questioned the request for a “decadent” guy. How sad...?

decent vs. decadent. The best auto-correct mishap EVER.

LOL yeah that wouldn’t work even if he were near you then. Unless he was super-rich! He’s not.

That’s what I figured, but my inner smartass just couldn’t pass up the opportunity.

How decadent are we talking here, like just driving a pointlessly ostentatious car, or full-on reclining on a couch, being fed grapes by topless serving girls while a child fans them with a palm frond?

BEAUTY THREAD!

Drink vodka. More booze, fewer calories. ;p

Sometimes the best brag is the one where you are a functional adult human and you do things like grocery shop, clean, and not fuck up at work. I can proudly say that that is my brag this week. And with that, here is your Brag Thread! What have you accomplished this week (whether it’s at work, at school, at home, or…

SPOILERS:

If we don’t have Delilah, what will we listen to late at night on the way home from The Club or a road trip?

I love her corniness, even if I’m one of those insufferable millennials who gave up music for NPR.

i shame-listen to delilah.

I haven’t listened to delilah in like 15 or so years but I can still hear “DE-LIIIIII-LA... LOVE SOMEONE TONIGHT!” in my head so much it hurts.

Aw. She seems really nice. I get subjected to her every Christmas when my husband switches to the adult contemporary station for the entire month of December because they are the ones who play Christmas music. (Christmas music for an entire month is a whole ‘nother rant.) And I’m sorry, but blarf! I can’t stand the…

I didn’t see this right away and I called Dr. Hern’s office to ask how I could donate money directly to the practice. I had a fifteen-minute conversation with Dr. Hern himself. In addition to being a hero, he is a very humble and cool guy.

I was 11 years old when Columbine happened. It was shocking, it was sad, it was enraging - I felt it all. I’m 28 now, and I no longer have feelings about shootings. I feel nothing. They’ve been a part of my life for too long. I’ve had 17 years of the news being peppered with phrases like “mass shooting”, “armed…

As a certified comtesse*, I assure you: you can never have too much debaucherous sex in depictions of 17th century French nobility. We nobles are filthy, filthy animals.

The bar is set REALLY high, so they better not blow it:

I’ve never watched The Hills either.

just dont eat the sugar free ones