May I recommend the SheWee? It’s essentially a fancy funnel so we ladies can pee standing up. My sister got one when she was pregnant and had to pee ALL THE TIME and apparently they’re magic. Simone de Beauvoir would be so proud.

You and me both! I am SO HYPE for this new season. Break out the box wine and pop chips; IT’S TIME!

It’s Shailene Woodley at the Emmys, going on about how she’s a reader and doesn’t own a TV. Bitch, your show is up for a fucking award—now is not the time to be snotty about the medium!

Otherwise people end up in the ER, trying to insist the the bemused doctor that they accidentally sat on something.

If I let this stop me, I’d never get laid, so I’m just going to have to maintain the polite fiction that surely, this guy hasn’t just decided to stick his dick in random household objects.

He is seriously the sweetest! I love his character so much. What I really want in season 2 is more Dustin and Luke. They are my faves. (And more Steve, because he’s an idiot and 80's as fuck).

It sounds like it could potentially be a blow job technique that ends up in Cosmo.

Okay, but that was at least made for purpose. This, emphatically, was not made for fucking.

And this is why, if you are sticking things in butts, those things need to have a flared base so they can’t fall in!

I feel like the answer to “Has a dude ever put his dick in this?” is generally “yes”.

Grapefruit it?

That’s super-educational! Thanks!

Admittedly, most of my Twitter is knitting and people who miss The Toast as much as I do.

Precisely. The past few years have really brought to light for me that the police are far too often predators, rather than protectors.

Bingo! Now, part of this is that Black Greek life is very much its own beast, with its own legacies and traditions. All of my aunties who went to college were AKAs, for instance, and my sister once got shit from all of them (lovingly, but still) for getting a books scholarship from the Delta Sigma Theta chapter in our…

That is an excellent point. I was recently reading Sherri Turkle’s “Reclaiming Conversation” for one of my classes last week, and this is something she talks about: how as a society, we’re starting to lose the empathy and vulnerability required for a successful in person conversation, and what we can do about that.

This sounds like when my mother was in college in the late 1970s: women still had to check out of their dorms for social activities. South Quad (where the women’s dorms were) was also the only place they were allowed to wear slacks.

I want to thank you for introducing the word mantrum into my vocabulary.

Dead celebs, played by the Faceless Men!

That’s a seriously adorable story!