No, my wife doesn't exist because I am gay.

absolutely! I was responding to the taking the kid out for a few hours and the fact that I am much more open to being around kids now than I've been before. (We are doing the buy a house/adoption talk at my house.)

I have to hear the argument for "pie horse"...

I also generally appreciate your responses to negative comments.

UPDATE: Police have a lead. Suspect looks like this:

Yeah, I remember the moment when it dawned on me that the real story of Lot was that he offered up his two young daughters to be raped by a frenzied mob and that this was why God decided he alone was moral enough to save. Then his wife looked back as the only home shed ever known was destroyed in fire and brimstone…

I don't have a burn book. I do it like the guy in Memento and just tattoo myself all over. There's a special place on my ass that reads "FLUTERDALE: REMEMBER HOW SHE'S WRONGED YOU."

I've been doing it wrong...

Yet another problem that would be solved if only we could do away with corporate personhood.

Yeah, I think the same—and little boys go all over. Diaper North!

At what point do they just change the name to Planet Bitchiness and call it a day?

Can I just say how much I dislike NuKinja, because my stupid endowment joke is what first shows up in the replies, and I have to click to see this thoughtful, intelligent thread that you've started here??

I heard sniffing butts does the same thing

You know what I think? We need a mandatory World Religions class for every fucking highschooler in America. My Catholic school required it. Junior year — world religions. I believe the archdiocese required it for all the Catholic high schools. I got to college and someone was spouting off crap about Hinduism that was…

Something that will be outgrown and forgotten in 3 months, priced twice as high because of a little added tackiness? That brand-building company knows how to match a product to a client.

Okay, um, that was rude, but that sentence was in reference to the plane being diverted somewhere else with the passengers still alive and on board. Which means they landed somewhere. So presumably they are not still at 30,000 feet in the middle of the "freaking ocean."

Probably the biting thing.

Oh yeah, I totally have made up for all that lost time and unpleasantness. I knew you didn't mean anything unkind by it, and I'm just as unable to think of anything else as the rest of us are. Maybe we should ask the Germans or the Dutch or something; they seem to have words for absolutely everything.

Serious question... have you masturbated? Have you learned your own body, what makes it feel good, which spots like to be touched? Nothing at all wrong with you if you haven't! For many women that takes time. But I'd start there, if I were you. Read some erotica, watch some steamy movies, touch yourself, see what you…

Let me preface this by saying I know the author is not saying she is "afraid" of sex—I'm just hoping to relate to the situation in my own way.

I am not certain if it will help at all, but I'm a cisgendered, heterosexual male, and I didn't lose my virginity until I was twenty-three. As much as I'd like to say I was,…