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Oooof, Health Nazis and Fitness Nazis, no. Mother Fishnets is a registered E-RYT (almost positive that stands for experienced registered yoga teacher but Google Search thinks I mean EMT) and she has all sorts of these kinds of friends. Raw foodists, organic foodies, local-grown organic raw foodists (actual

"They will not laugh or disparage you."

Don't. He's been trolling around everywhere lately and will willfully misunderstand or warp everything you say to make him look right when, more often than not, he's off-topic or just plain wrong.

The only time I get a high in relation to running is after I stop and my body's like thank CHRIST we don't have to do that bullshit again until tomorrow/next week. I think it's trying to convince me to stop, actually.

Just saying, I don't know any queers who can afford these kinda-hipster funky-print places on the regular. If you're shopping thrift-stores and sales, as I do, you're going to see less funky bow ties and more traditional stuff that then gets tailored (if there's leftover cash) to the wearer's body.

Might wanna ask your groomfriend where he's getting his suit - unless it doesn't matter if you match with the other groomspeople. Are there any other qualifications? Is this semi-formal? Black tie? I'd love to help you out but different places do different things well.

There is nothing wrong with Doc Martins and there will never be anything wrong with them because you can throw those fuckers off a bridge and they'll be just fine.

Oh, girl, I interviewed for these things in the heart of Pennsytucky. I suppose it does depend on the part of Indiana, though, my cousins who currently live there aren't queer and don't associate with "THOSE PEOPLE" no matter where they are, so I'm not an expert on that.

I thought I was a horrible queer for wanting to trash all the classifications we've already built. We're the two halves of the Bad Queer coin.

Not at all! Just find a tailor unaffiliated with a store (hard, but possible). You'd be surprised what tailors see in their line of work; most don't blink an eye at much, in my experience. Most tailors will probably assume you're gay if you walk in there asking to have a suit tailored for yourself, but as long as that

Pssssst.

The center is whatever you're to the left or the right of, apparently.

Preach. And no worries: pretty sure "masculine" dress has actually helped me out on a couple of occasions.

That Lyon two-piece at Saint Harridan's, dear god, want - but if you're looking for something a price-scale-notch down or two, you might also try... uh, well, Kohl's.

Agreed. It isn't like nobody knows that if you eat mac and cheese every day forever, you'll probably die earlier. No, I'm pretty sure everyone can figure that out. Getting over a serious illness is cause for celebration - and the irony is she probably burned off more than two of those mac and cheese bowls depending on

Plot twist: they are actually twins bent on controlling the two most consumed subsections of internet videos besides cute cat mashups.

Uh, I read it.

If I did any form of exercise besides sex "because I enjoy it" I'd honestly be sitting on my ass all day. Physical activity is not and has never been fun for me.

I love how he's not even trying to half-assedly pretend to be objective because he literally adores what she did so much.

Not gonna lie, if my ass looked better/if I wasn't so insecure about having a jiggly ass with cellulite on the back thighs, I'd totally wear the hell out of this. High-waisted shorts make my regular-sized waist look ittybitty and it's like you get some extra ass with that deal. Perfect.