Me too! And so far no one’s gotten nasty and dismissive and instead it’s been a pretty respectful and intriguing exchange of views.

Binary trans people usually take hormones as part of their transition, whereas she can’t take black people hormones because black people hormones don’t exist. And the reason why black people hormones don’t exist is because the biology of race and the biology of sex/gender have nothing to do with each other.

Falwell’s comments are just a perfect encapsulation of how these idiots think. The racism, of course, but also the action hero fantasy bullshit that they tell themselves.

Hey, all you people who so confidently proclaim that you can’t imagine how anyone could ever like Chipotle and it’s not real food:

I dreamed that I conceived of a major invention (a portal to let medical helicopters through a city-wide force field) at the same time as handsome bad boy inventor Matthew Mcconaughey, who because he was an engineer could develop it whereas I couldn’t. However, he gamely offered me a generous share of the profits if I…

This was almost 20 years ago, but it still freaks me out.

So, there’s this trope that all the pregnant ladies have hot celeb sex dreams. My online co-gestators were always mentioning their sleepytime sexytimes with Clooney and Pitt and the like, and I was moderately annoyed that I only dreamed about anthropomorphic food and household appliances in between grumpy repositions…

This summer, I had a sex dream about Rob Ford (yes, that’s the crack smoking ex-mayor of Toronto). In the dream we were married, and had people coming over for dinner in 20 minutes - so I convinced him we should sneak in a quickie before our guests arrived (yes, I convinced HIM). We then proceeded to have intense sex,…

I hadn’t thought about it that way. But I would be more upset that I had failed to impress Alan Rickman.

My dream was with me getting shtupped senseless by Tom Hiddleston, and even though he was whispering this incredibly filthy things in my ear and doing things that I never even let my long-term ex do to me, he was always incredibly polite.

Daniel Day-Lewis in the full Gangs of New York costume. My subconscious wants some weird shit.

Jesus Christ, America. You know that country on the news with the senseless killings and the emptying cities and the lunatic theocracy? You are that country now. Got couch room for two in B.C. if anyone needs it. This is so, so sad.

My drunk uncle slipped on his own piss and fell out of a second story window. He also groped my brother’s wife.

Does it make a difference if the person in question has the hots for your partner? Maybe it’s just me, but when that person would be SO down in case my partner ever wanted some extracurriculars, I feel like it’s a hard pass for me. His friends don’t have to be my friends, but they do need to have a basic respect for…

The scary thing is that New Zealand’s Trump won three national elections, and Australia’s won one and drew one.

My Republican husband’s comment about Fiorina: “you know, she could be pretty formidable in this election if only she didn’t struggle with facts so much”.

Jesus was a reverse Zombie. People became like him by eating HIS body and drinking HIS blood.

For instance, earlier this year the season five finale of Game of Thrones was edited to half of its original length.

I did not wake up this morning thinking I would like Ariana Grande, yet here we are.