Why. The fuck. Is Rebel Wilson still in movies where she’s not the lead. Is she too funny? Is that the problem? Must be.

I see your Alanis Morissette and raise you Godsmack’s “Whatever.”

Emilio is an easy Would.

No, it’s referring to levels of the virus not being detectable in the body due to anti viral therapy. Not like denying HIV exists

Neither Bree Olson nor Charlie Sheen owe the world an explanation on this... I can’t really see why he should come public on that, rather than just contacting his past lovers. I guess it’s a PR move, but I don’t really get it.

A real man picks up a crying child and soothes them so you don’t have to put down what you’re doing. A real man comes home from work with groceries, saying “Oh, I noticed this morning that we were low on milk and eggs, so I got some more.” A real man picks up his goddamn shoes and puts them on the shelf, so you don’t…

How many hours per day do you spend cleaning your furnace filters, buddy?

How about... If your spouse/boyfriend/whatever neglects to do any of the “emotional work,” and you feel that it’s vital he do, then you ask him to do so?

It doesn’t matter so much what he sees you do. It matters that you assign him those chores when he is old enough to do them. Otherwise, he’ll just think women have to do everything.

I have rebelled. That is that. I don’t have the patience to do that kind of work for anyone but those who prove to me they deserve it, though I have the luxury of being childless and spouseless. And when I see what my female friends go through I’m tempted to stay that way. My close friends and my family get 95 percent…

If you want to work things out that way, you should be able to choose to. But what needs to stop happening is men assuming that women will pull the bulk of this weight simply because they don’t feel like learning how, and devaluing the time, effort and energy that goes into it. Men constantly assume that women will…

Man, I wish I was a guy. I would give fucking anything to care less. Caring and doing all this menial, stupid emotional work is fucking exhausting.

I once had someone cry during and interview. They had recently lost their mother, who was a teacher. I worked for an education company, and had asked why they wanted to work for us. I was so heartbroken for him. That woman is a monster to let you cry and not show one ounce of empathy.

My dad has sleep apnea, and when he got his first sleep-breathing machine when I was 7-ish, they recommended that he try going cleanshaven to help the mask fit more comfortably.

I think my mother worked for that same woman’s Hellspawn sister. Back in the mid 80’s my mother worked for one of Satan’s understudies. She was pregnant and doing physical labor at the time when one afternoon she doubled over in pain and was sent home by a team lead. Mom miscarried later that night and still managed…

Once, my husband shaved his beard while I was out getting drinks with friends. I came home plastered, took one look at him and shrieked.

Fucking TODAY, you guys. In my 10-year-old’s parent-teacher conference. She’s new to the school and keeps her friends at arm’s length because she seems to not want to “replace” her old friends back home. So we were talking to the teacher and guidance counselor, and I don’t have any friends here, either, so I got sad.…

My dad had a mustache when I was a baby. Apparently, I didn’t trust clean faces. I refused to let any man without a mustache hold me (I would scream and cry) but ANY man with a mustache could hold me as much as he wanted.

I am a crier. I cry ALL the time. If someone is even somewhat mean to me I will immediately tear up. I also cry if I get angry or frustrated.

1. I was in college and making tuna melts for my roommates and me. I burned the shit out of them and burst out crying and scrunched up on the floor because I was a failure. My one roommate gave me a hug while the other stayed far away (she is not a hugger).