Girls don't poop. Me, never have. Never will. It just doesn't happen. Or, that's what Joe thinks! We've been married for nine years, and he has never once seen or smelled my business.

I got as far as:

YES.

Agreed!

YES, THANK YOU.

I saw a bottle of "Qream" at the liquor store in my parents' town. It looked like strawberry milk and as a whole paragraph on the back about how it's a drink for women of today. My husband won't let me buy it because he was afraid I would end up pouring it into a bowl of cereal like I did with Bailey's one drunken…

No, no, noooooope. I can't even read the entire article without gagging. A blow job is one thing, but keeping it and making a drink out of it....I am having dry heaves just thinking about it.

I miss the side bar. :(

gah, corrected image.

According to Google, it's a beer? Maybe they where use having some beers and chips and the girl was really upset nothing was gluten free? Let me have this because after reading all those statements, I need to pretend one of them wasn't terrible.

Planned Parenthood also does low cost/free exams for people who need it. When I had little or no health insurance, I was always at PP for my yearly lady-parts checkup. Maybe she just didn't want cervical cancer?

Don't forget Sesame Street. Still going strong for 40+ years.

My favorite advice was to shout, "I'm on my period!" if you were being attacked. Because rapists have high standards, and a bloody vagina is clearly going to gross them out.

Who ever voted for "did I do that?" I want you to go to youtube right now and play clips at that insipid catch phrase. I absolutely HATED Urkel and his stupid stupid tagline.

She could have edited this down a bit, romantic/loving/passionate are all kind of the same thing. Really, it doesn't seem all that crazy, just kind of muddled.

Jeez, I hope I wasn't the only person who clicked on this thinking it was about Subway sandwiches....

Yes, I completely agree! I'd write more, but I've been tossing back red wine and cuba libres tonight, so, yeah.

This came up on the internet around 2010, so it's not really a new one.

I, for one, am glad my taxes go to pay for this sexy sexy nerd pinup.

Octavia Butler is scifi writer, who also happens to be dead. If she's giving out awards, I am hella confused.