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Where do the following sartorial choices fall into Marie Claire's plan for us?

"So Vinson didn't know she was definitively ill when she headed to Cleveland, nor did she know for sure that there was a problem when she was given the go-ahead from the CDC. Fine. But she knew she was at risk of contracting Ebola from the second she first laid eyes on Duncan, and as a medical professional she knew

I think it's okay to have a preference for dicks that are not small and further I don't really give a rat's what your penis thinks about small boobs or the fact that this was posted on Jez and there is no counterpart about gaping vaginas. Women are told by everyone and their mother both directly and indirectly that

From what I've read, they were willing to forgive almost everything. He apparently contracted HIV while a pastor there, he mishandled the money, even admittedly had sex in the church...What the church is not cool with is putting congregants at risk for AIDS (while having church sex). I am a pastor, and I can safely

Funny thing that - obsessive exercising and high expenditure on weight loss programs, gym memberships etc isn't correlating with drops in obesity.

As a fellow Fat who exercises but doesn't go crazy trying to get thin (I wasted my 20's in that fruitless pursuit), I often find myself wondering if I'm just a "jealous fattie" when I roll my eyes at the constant workout updates of one particular FB friend of mine. She's maniacally obsessed with running and weight

But, won't you come out to PLAY-EE-AY?

CAAAAN YOOOOU DIGGGIIIITT

I was bartending a shift for my restaurant's fifth anniversary when three uppity college girls came in and preceded to order elaborate, handcrafted cocktails all night. They were mostly just hanging out to win some of the prizes for our company's anniversary celebration plus snag free food. I mean, they're college

It is astounding. I live in SC, and our county is purple overall but solid blue in my city. The school district received a grant from the federal government that allows all the children at my son's elementary school to receive free breakfast, regardless of income. It's an amazing plan. Of course people in the red part

It's even more insidious than that. There is such a stigma attached to asking for the help that is available that some people would rather go hungry (and their children, too) than reach out for assistance because they are ashamed and feel like they should "pulling their own weight" by their bootstraps like real

It will always astound me that this happens in the richest countries in the world, all because some people want to make sure no one gets what they worked for for free, for any reason.

Typical misandrist. Forcing boys to train to be able to be functioning independent adults

"The fault here is any parent who doesn't feel this is essential training for boys, too. "

My freshman year of college, I made the mistake of dating a very serious born-again Christian. (I was raised both Catholic and Unitarian Universalist, I'm not sure what he was doing in the relationship either.)

One day I overheard a girl yelling at a boy on the (pay)phone with the same name as my boyfriend. Being a one stoplight town, I was curious and asked her his last name. Turns out, she was yelling at her/my boyfriend. We hitchhiked to his house (with a super creepy dude) and upon knocking on the door, discovered he was

All them fives need to listen when the ten is talking.

"It's good to see all you young people, interested in the fashion industry, which is a billion dollar contributor to our economy. I see Anna Wintour, editor-in-chief of "Vogue" magazine out among you so, I will only add this: Gucci, Gucci, Fendi, Fendi, Prada. Basic bitches wear that shit so, I don't even bother."

Clowns. My best story involves a lot of clowns.

I mean, I have other stories. Honorable mention goes to the time I had sex on the 5th floor of a hotel's glass-walled staircase in plain view of the street below because we couldn't afford to get a room in said hotel, and the time I swam out to the center of Walden Pond