God the fucking male entitlement just starts SO. EARLY.

Indeed. Or like the kid says: Because they are not really men.

I would shop there! I would LOVE to tell everyone (especially annoying family members) that my dress is from the EBOLA STORE. Maybe nobody would want to shop there with me, meaning I could try dresses on in peace without hearing my supposed loved ones judging my dress choices and body like Simon effing Cowell.

Actually, it does. That's what a right is.

Some of these comments...

I think Ross Douthat, of all people, actually had the best response to this:

Basically this. This every day, all day.

Childhood is insisting you are too grown up for a nap. Adulthood is wishing desperately that you could squeeze in a nap.

You know, even the good ones (And my husband is one of the good ones, truly shares in all household tasks. etc.) just don't see what we see because we have been socialized to see it. For example, my husband cooks and cleans up and is generally great at both but NEVER seems to notice how gross the sink is and that it…

Well, ideally states and cities wouldn't have to rely on the benevolence of taxed citizens to do their fucking jobs, you know? Do they have public campaigns to build new roads or fix potholes? Justice for rape victims should be a priority as well.

Actually, the blog also takes its name from a Bette Davis movie called Jezebel. The choice of the name Jezebel was to demonstrate the laughable hypocrisy in how women who were so-called "Jezebels" were historically vilified thanks in large part to a patriarchal culture obsessed with shaming women for owning their…

So much secondhand embarrassment for Madonna. #cringingextrahard #whatafuckingtravesty

Damn, dude's got an enviable hourglass figure.

Yeah, that a statement is so dumb that I'm actually siding with PETA is a real accomplishment, I must say.

RIGHT???? OMG I cannot even get started on all that.

I'd run away if someone said that to me in the first six months. Half an hour? Burn the building. Salt the earth. Run.

My favorite kind of missed connections are when I run into guys that were homophobic to me and I see them at the gay club.

Oh shit! How come shit like this never happens in my part of North Texas?

"I'm ready to settle down" within what sounds like the first half hour of the date? No. Absolutely not. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200. Get your ass home.