Twenty bucks says that would end up being the gayest sorority because everyone who's still closeted and insecure about it would feel the need to join to assert their alleged straightness.

It's incredibly so, but still, I'd wager straight girls are still well within the majority - it's just it's probably 35 to 65 percent instead of, oh, 90 to 10.

This sounds like an excellent plot to gather all the girls so insecure in their sexuality that they have to join a straight-only sorority to assert it.

HAHAHAHAH oh lord I can't even make myself go Angry Queer mode at this, this is just hilarious.

"It's so huge it's, like, killing me" - dude, she's telling you you're physically paining her. Did she sign up for that? Slow your roll (or, um, thrust.)

"You taste like strawberry vodka. No joke."

Six minutes?

Cancer's a collection of living cells, too. So, as a matter of fact, are benign but unsightly tumors. Don't see anybody lobbying to save that shit.

Let me try to explain this.

I was chubby. Big cheeks, pudgy arms, jiggly tummy. I always knew I was bigger than the other kids and, starting in the second grade, they made damn sure they reminded me. An operation for a medical condition allowed me to lose weight - I wasn't constantly downing any food or drink I could get my hands on to soothe…

My (far more ethnically Jewish than I) Jewish relatives joke about their noses, some of which do have very distinct bumps, and my nose, which also has a distinct bump.

I SORT OF get where you're coming from, but nobody cares if the person who created penicillin was an asshole.

The kids who WHAT?

No. No no. No no no no no no no. No.

That's because Dunham herself has said all four of them are just parts of her made into characters.

HOGWASH, I SAY.

She's just... a bad, vapid writer who deals in tropes that are recognizable to the New York white twentysomething woman with a Master's.

Let's not go to extremes here.