“Kim reportedly worried she would be raped”

Sheree Waterson, formerly of Lululemon, who several former employees have told Jezebel is, in their opinion, the cause of much of the dysfunction and tension at the office.

This may or may not count because it’s secondhand, but my dad shared this one and he is not a man prone to exaggeration or lies just for the sake of a good story.

i wonder if they have any people of color working at the store

How nice that you added that clarifying post, sometimes you need to explain things in an appendix to your main text

“Get your rosaries off my ovaries” is my favorite!

I got one of those Chrome add-ons a few months ago that changes every instance of the phrase “pro life” to “anti-choice.” This is what your post looked like to me:

I was there today! Very proud of the turnout, especially with bus strikes and rain. #repealthe8th

since this is a pissing contest after all I’m going to one-up you.*

I recall occasionally walking in on friends having sex while in college. It would be after (or sometimes during) a party, stumbling into a room where two students were going at it. What always struck me about seeing regular people having sex was how it looked NOTHING like what you see in the movies, or even in porn.

Video of my parents, courtesy of a random unlabeled VHS I found under the TV cabinet. I literally dove across the room to push the off button.

Preface: I rarely watch porn. Or, I should say, I rarely watched porn. Now I don’t do it at all.

Fuck your eye balls out. That’s an interesting way to put it. Dying.

Not me, exactly but the two women walking toward me in a sporting good store. That was the moment when the zipper on my sport bra gave up the game completely and unzipped so fast I could not even react. Both sides of this stupid bra pop out of the sides of my summer dress like weird ass wings and oh boy, did I wish I…

she must have really appreciated that! how long had it been missing?

Yep, I remember asking my mom why she had cherry “jelly” in her nightstand.

There are two kinds of people in the world...

“bought a crotchless mesh bodysuit for her boyfriend” as in for him to wear or for him to appreciate her in? Surely the majority of your group knows that Gossipy-friend is gossipy, so I can’t help but wonder if Bodysuit wanted everyone to know.

People seriously have to stop swiping when somebody shows you a pic on their phone. You have a single view license of that particular photo unless you want to see a pic of somebody’s butthole.

Once, while visiting an elderly neighbor, she asked me to get her reading glasses from the middle desk drawer. They were there, alongside a clear quart-sized ziploc bag filled (FULLY FILLED) with teeth.