According to Annie Sprinkle(via Sluts and Goddesses) making throat sounds can heighten pleasure. I don’t think the sound level matters though. It’s worth exploring. Personally I find when someone is super loud it’s more annoying than sexy and that’s when I am participating. Luckily I never really hear my neighbors…

Same. My mom always called the school and invited the whole class. I lived in a small town so leaving someone out would glaringly obvious.

Yes, it is so disrespectful for parents to make sure all kids are included. What assholes.

Mr. Rogers, a true hero.

I guarantee that my local target is fully stocked.

This person is totally full of horseshit.

I’m sick over this story. People like this need to rot in a hole somewhere.

Sorry, but you’re wrong. Most people, despite where they grew up, are being pretty reasonable. What this woman did is sick and sadistic. She used a cat for target practice just because. She didn’t even know that the cat was feral for sure. As a vet she should know better. Not only did she kill an animal in cold blood,…

wow. those comments on the Kanye article...

I’ve never met my doppleganger, but apparently I have one in the town I live in. It hasn’t happened in a while, but when I first moved here, every time I went to the store someone would tell me that there is a girl who looks just like me that comes in there.
Another time my sister called and asked me if I was in some…

Ugh fucking facebook. This whole ‘legal name’ thing is really stupid. I’ve seen them force famous/semi-famous people(who are mainly known by their pseudonym) change to legal names. Plus, it’s particularly harsh on trans people or people who choose to live outside of gender norms.

My cousin and her friend went to see Poison in the early 90s(as teenagers) and got back stage. The friend ended up hooking up with Bret Michaels, while CC DeVille tried to to hit on my cousin. She said he was like 5 inches shorter than her and she was NOT interested. I’m not doing the story justice, it’s been years…

my sisters and I are as white as the whitest bed sheets and we share embarrassing/funny sex details. Not sure if that makes us interesting or not, but we’re not boring.

This is exactly how I would imagine him from what I know about him.

the crack pipe? Mr. Ween hung out with George Clinton and said that he smoked crack the whole time.

ok. now I am down with this show.

I’m still in WV. My ancestors settled the small area that I grew up in. I live in one of the more populated areas now. It’s not terrible, though the college students actually make it worse than the locals do. I have a severe love/hate relationship with this state. It’s such a strange place and it’s so hard to describe…

You’re the authority on what is trashy?

And even if she didn’t have a blazer, so what?

Are you the nanny? Do you spend your days taking care of this baby? No? Then how could you possibly know anything about what her day consists of? Take a couple thousand candid flash photos of a toddler entering and exiting establishments and cars and see how many of them are smiley. I don’t think pap flash photos are…