justthetippergore-
Justthetippergore
justthetippergore-

Me too - I left a while ago because it was frustrating to always be in the greys, even though I have been an avid reader/comment since 2009!

I’m done. Jezebel used to be interesting. I remember when they had articles that were DIY, talked about women’s issues, had “crushes” for both straight and gay gals, and had 0 mentions of Kardashians. Making it a gossip and celebrity news place? Fuck no, I’m out.

Made this because the world needs more Colbert Cat. Enjoy.

Hear hear! I am not a parent - but I am an aunt and I am married, so I have dealt with my fair share of registries. If you know the person in question well enough - besties, old friends, siblings, close relatives - and you want to get them something off-registry that you know that they will love, go ahead. That is

Or those of us who are sensitive to large doses of caffeine! I mean, I love tea but it would be nice to have coffee every once in a while and not have the accompanying stomach pain, nervousness, sweats, shaky hands, e&.

Thank you. Honestly, I felt very frightened and changed my commute to avoid ever seeing him again.

I called the police once when this guy was following me and kept on commenting on what a whore I was. He described - in detail - all the things that he would do to me and then tried to kick me when I asked him to leave me alone. The cops told me that there was nothing that they could do. That there was no proof and,

Many apologies on behalf of my fellow omni(ish)vores. I can’t stand when people do that! Just respect the choices of others, dammit.

I’ll give you an example from my personal book. When I was in college (ten years ago), some vegan students would love to distribute propaganda stating “meat is murder” and “milk is puss” (accompanied, of course, with the most disturbing images of dead animals possible). These were left throughout the cafeteria, which

That is awesome

Can you imagine if it actually *was* the manager’s abuela????

without a doubt.

I posted my most traumatizing one in another post, but I will give you this one for fun! In my early - mid twenties, I worked retail in a high end boutique on the Upper East Side in NY (tons of non-ghost story horror stories there). Our stock room was a small space and a definite firehazard. The only exit was a door

I’ve been waiting for this all year! This will totally dox me, but it is worth it.

Those things are so ridiculous - I always feel bad for cab drivers for hearing it all day long (it seems that only passengers can turn it off).

Very much so! 6’0” here and in pain if I have to wash many dishes by hand or work consistently on a regular counter. One day, when I have my own home and can refurbish a kitchen, I will fit it to work with our tall family (hubby is also 6’0”+). It is pricy, but not to the point that it won’t make up for avoiding all

my feelings exactly...

Oh gosh this reminds me of my husband’s friend who would constantly “accidentally” cheat on his girlfriend. The guy would actually explain to his girlfriend: My dick just slipped in to her! We were dancing and not trying to have sex. I totally didn’t mean to cheat. It was just for a second!, etc.

So, fun story... I... ruined my mom’s vagina when I was born. I was the last and largest of her babies and I destroyed it. She had to get a full on hysterectomy in my early teens because her uterus was actually falling out. Shit was nasty. And it was a really interesting, eye opening, experience for a teen to