I voted for this one.

I just want XMen: God loves, Man Kills so I can cry non stop like I did reading the comic in 1984 when I was 10 years old. I read it two years after it came out but my god was it great.

Exactly what I was thinking... She’s the type of person she claims to hate, ironically. Willing to bust out the race card when it’s convenient, but otherwise claims to lift herself by her bootstraps.

If he put his hands on her, folks would want him lynched.  It is what it is.

Exclusive photo of their most disappointed fan.

We need a post on all of the near miss “Thank God That Didn’t Work Out” situations...

Call him out. Point out the irony. REVEL in it. Dooooooo iiiiiiiiiit.

We had very similar teenage reading lists, even though I think I’m quite a bit older than you are (45). I raided my mom’s and stepmom’s bookshelves. The first romance novel I remember reading is Shanna, and it’s still one of my favorites. I loved your tribute to Kathleen Woodiwiss a few months ago. I also remember…

I was the weird kid who was actually far more interested in learning how to knap flint than I was in the oral sex... but I loved these books. The later ones, though, devolved into minute descriptions of each sexual encounter, and Jondalar’s overarching jealousy, to the point where I hoped Ayla would get the hell out…

I’ve heard that extends into Central and South America as well. The lighter the skin the better apparently.