I’ve had a couple ultrasounds done by women who had clearly never had one done to them. One kept trying to press the wand into my chode/ass and got pissy when I said “ow! That’s not it. Up one more!”

omg I read that as “3rd grade porno” and wondered what kind of fucked up elementary school you went to.

Don’t ever underestimate the plethora of batshit fuckery that can come from America’s Wang.

Wow, I didn’t know Ramsey Bolton taught medicine! (Laughing through the tears here, people)

This whole thing is horrifying, but what the holy hell is happening with this sentence in particular?

Yep, was looking for this one.

And who the fuck are you again? God of the interwebs?

star for “looky-loos”

Instead of tossing the bouquet, I handed it to my good friend who was getting married a few months after me, and had everyone toast her and her fiancé. She took the ribbon and little jewel pins from my bouquet and had them incorporated into her bouquet, then did the same thing I did, handed her bouquet off to her…

My friends did a cat toss instead—they threw a stuffed cat into the whole assembled crowd and the person to catch it was supposed to be the next person to get a cat.

I told a friend of mine that when I get married, I want to stick a firework in the bouquet at the end of the night. And just let the flowers explode.

It's only the government that has to treat someone as innocent until proven guilty. We, the public, can draw whatever conclusions we want and act accordingly.

I normally am not into performance art (because I largely don’t get it, so that’s on me) but this one really makes me feel the feels. I tear up every time I read about it.

In 2008, I was a bridesmaid in the wedding of a friend of mine from high school. She was cheating on her fiancee, and after her wedding shower, was divulging all the details to me and one other bridesmaid. I put the pressure on her to break off the wedding, because if you can’t even focus on your wedding shower for an…

She’s starting to remind me of a young Queen Elizabeth.

Karyn, you are a professional writer.

I’m going to be that guy...It’s wreaking, not wrecking.

By that logic, I work at Jezebel and you guys owe me like, a lot of fucking money in back pay.

This argument is perhaps the most infuriating one they have in their arsenal.

“They discriminated against my discrimination!”