Thought that was gonna end differently:

Thought that was gonna end differently:

Thought that was gonna end differently:

Full-on threesome at midnight on 1/1/12! An attentive, loving threesome — which is extra-impressive considering how packed those cars are on New Year's.

Hmm histrionic little weeny much? I clicked on your name to verify the depths of your tollery and it was right there—you crying that you experience hardship and choose to wallow in it rather than sell some labor, wah wah please lavish pity on you. If you don't like people reading your comments, get the fuck off the…

He might be inhabited by some otherworldly or extraterrestrial being, tis true. Perhaps that's why his album is called the Heist?

Says the guy who couldn't cut it (cough) selling knives out of college.

Tiny eponymous dogs.

Oh god, this. Thank you for this.

I wonder if they're anticipating a camp run—single women gathering up all their gal-pals, sneaking in some champy, and scream-laughing at the screen for 2 hours or howeverthefucklog it is. (That's what xe said.) Hell, I'm tempted.

Whoa, I just realized that Martha Plimpton and Gabby Hoffman are not the same person.

I guess that makes her being SEVENTEEN in 200 Cigarettes more plausible. I was about to guffaw at the obvious, egregious typo in the article claiming she's 32 now, but nope, according to IMDb she was born in 1982.

Sara(h) Jane/Sarah Jean(ne) roll-call!

Oh man. FERPA (the collegiate equivalent to HIPPA) is pretty dark in their mnemonic efforts to get one to STFU (or not): "When in doubt, shut your mouth", sure. But also: "if they're dead, go ahead!" o_o

Someone please to usher that Chuck Johnson twerp into the room before sending the missiles a-flying.

I've bounced between California and myriad other states throughout my life (Washington, Illinois, and especially Oregon are frequent victims of my nomadic tendencies) and the obsession folks have with Californians' apparent ranch abuse frequently surprises me. Like, completely mild-mannered people ask where I'm…

Are you making a claim that women who masturbate actually DO want to orgasm during sex, and are just lying to keep their manz happy? Because that "one little detail" does not negate that some women don't need to orgasm during sex.

Well, after reading these comments, I sure feel like the biggest asshole in the world for genuinely not giving a shit about orgasming with my partner. I get pretty wiley during sex, like shuddering and collpasing over and over without coming, and my partners often *think* I'm having an orgasm—but I'm not. I'm just…

This is depressing: I took anti-depressents for a good long while and kept my ability to orgasm multiple times totally intact. It was weaning myself off the damn things that weaned me off the ability to cum. I don't even get turned on anymore. The fuck is that?

*sigh* SO tired of being in the greys.