“#WhenYourPreTeenWantsHisOwnInstagramAndYoureLikeNoooooooo.”

In other news: Water is wet, fire is hot and scissors are sharp.

This is why I get frustrated with vegans who insist on only feeding their pets vegan food. That is not meeting a dog’s nutritional needs! Dogs and cats do not understand the ethical implications of meat eating and forcing them to eat sprouts is not ethical treatment.

That video is hilarious: How to Become Gluten Intolerent

please don’t give rich people money

Pubes were weird, man. Like WHAT. Eye level that shit was, too.

I didn’t necessarily grow up in a “naked house”. But I did see my parents nude from time to time while growing up. I also grew up with a dad who was an OB/GYN so I was more comfortable regarding body parts and nudity than most of my peers (except for the time in middle school where having everyone know that your dad…

Naked is healthy. Just don’t sit on my white sofa.

People who want to abuse children will do so regardless of the child’s comfort level regarding nudity. Nudity does not cause, contribute to or encourage child abuse.

Why can't comfort with nudity coexist with lessons on safety? Can't you teach the same lessons about safety and inappropriate behavior you'd teach a kid who wasn't comfortable with nudity?

20 years!? Oh God I am old. I was a teenager when I saw this, but I was a virgin, and it scared the crap out of me.

No, but it’s one of the reasons why I’ve always insisted on condoms with partners (unless we were monogamous and had both been tested.) I didn’t like Kids, but it did leave an impression.

WTF are you talking about? I work with plenty of professors in their seventies and beyond and they are at the top of their game. “Senility” doesn’t automatically set in when you turn seventy, you know. Also, you do realize that older professors “hanging on to their jobs” has absolutely nothing to do with why many…

AwWwW yeah, Cheesesteaks & WaWa. PA’s greatest contributions to society.

effective coping mechanisms to deal with home state shame

(kinja took away my “star power” but I’m coping best I can)

Believe it or not, cream chipped beef a/k/a cream dried beef a/k/a shit on a shingle is my favorite meal ever. I can’t really find it in Florida but when ever I visit Philly/Jersey, 3 times a day, every day.

Counterpoint:

The movie theater story reminded me of one of my own. One time getting popcorn at a local multiplex, the (obviously new) teenage girl behind the counter asked me “Would you like a golden shower with that?” causing me to pause significantly before confirming that I would like some butter-like topping. While she was…

There is a special place in hell for people who order delivery during snowstorms. And in that hell, crab rangoon will always be Three. Blocks. Away.