Agreed. There's no way that anyone can mistake that picture for anything but a naked man. I scrolled down and immediately said "and thaaat's a penis."

Let the Fraggles play!

Nah, they'd just dance their cares away!

Not complex at all, to be honest. I just kinda laid there, while he laid on top of me, with his face in my feet, and he thrusted between my legs. The foot job sounds more complicated to me! :)

There's this amazing little shop/cafe near where I live, called Mission Cheese (I'm in San Francisco), and they serve cheese flights. I recently had this amazing aged (goat, I think?) cheese with green peppercorns in it. Om nom nom.

Thank you for the compliments, ladies! I'm agonizing over how I'll be signing my name next year after Fiance and I get married (I've totally started practicing already, so it doesn't look weird).

He would have me lay face down with my feet on a pillow. He would then lay face down on top of me, and use the space between my thighs to get off while he licked and bit my feet. No, I'm not ticklish, or I don't think things would have gone past one night.

I dated a guy who had a full on foot fetish. He had a thing for stinky but pretty feet, so he'd subsidize my pedicures, and then take me hiking the next day. He also loved to give foot massages. For those who are at all interested/fascinated, he had an interesting way of getting off that incorporated feet. I'll…

Anyone else spend HOURS as a teenager, trying to perfect their handwriting into something unique, or was it just me?

Oh my gosh. I have a brunch planned with my lady friends this month, and we are DEFINITELY going to see this afterwards. Tears will be shed.

Right on board with your first sentence. Except my parents are Catholic.

It breaks my heart a little, every time.

Yep. My favorite response to all catcalls: I know your mother taught you better than that. Almost always gets an apology.

Spoken like a rapist? Congratulations on your pathetic attempt at trolling.

I actually cheered out loud at the pigeons scene. It was one of the first times that we had seen Betty take actual initiative.

I am not being financially supported. I work as the property manager of the building we live in. I get a small stipend, and our rent is free.

Nope. I work as the property manager of the building we live in, so I get a small income, and our rent is free. Thanks for assuming though!

I shouldn't laugh, but man, that's hilarious.

As a recovering Catholic too, I kind of love this guy.

I love her forever for this. I definitely take my karaoke seriously.