Gender insecurity is like 50% of marketing.

I guess the concept of ‘replica’ foods is for people who still want a burger or sausage (despite other great tasting plant based foods), but don’t want to hurt the environment as much.

To be fair, fuck the meat industry.

The meat industry is inflicting horrific cruelty at an unimaginable scale while destroying the planet in the process. But sure, the real problem is using the correct terminology.

Famously disappointed cruiseship passengers.

Hey it’s really disappointing that you don’t offer subtitles for the deaf and hard of hearing. I always looked forward to reading these submissions and the winning stories but now that they’re done in video format, you’ve excluded at least one portion of your audience. As a website that prides themselves on being…

Total gun ban.

If you read the intro, you’d see my dog LIKES to wear clothing. But thanks for the input, I’ll make sure to keep your opinion about a dog you don’t know in mind!

If you read the intro, you’d see my dog LIKES to wear clothing. But thanks for the input, I’ll make sure to keep your…

Probably best to let him speak for himself on this subject, and he described himself as a trans boy on his Tumblr. So.. yeah. Maybe don’t.

I live there, and I can tell you that this is literally the most Manhattan Beach thing that has ever happened. A gaggle of rich entitled people with too much time on their hands. A pox on all their houses.

I, for one, really wanna hear the “Priest” story!

A wall of fucking fedoras?! This needs more stars, alas I have but one to give.

I went to the Museum School. I can confirm this dude exists. Never took his classes. He super creeped me out. Now I know why -- clown masks.

I don’t think I’m going to read anything else today because this was perfection.  

At least it was “Horses” and not “Goodbye Horses”.

First and last date; He had his dog’s balls in a jar on his mantle. He’d asked the vet to save them and was very enthusiastic about showing them off.

Sounds like someone with whom you would have experienced the best sex of your life, and then woke up an hour later handcuffed to the bed, with her smiling and running a knife over your lower extremities while casually decorating your face with makeup. 

I think you may have escaped a serial killer.

I don’t have an entry; but I do have a suggstion for helping others answer the question. The answer might be found in an....*unexpected* place.

Leone's in Somerville is the jam. Pinocchio's in Cambridge is magic. Santarpio's in Easie is fantastic. Why hate?