Far be it from me to tell people how to do their sex shopping, but liquor and sex toys probably make for someone at some point trying to get it on in the cafe.
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I'm more or less midway creditwise with working through undergrad at the moment. As far as I know (and I could be wrong, I don't really party) we don't have race-themed parties. (Sexist parties, yes, but not racist AFAIK.) We've got a pretty diverse student body, though, so I'm pretty sure that would go over like a…
The thing is... a picture of yourself, taken by you, is a selfie. It doesn't matter if you're showing off new lipstick or a hat or a new dye job or tattoo or anything else. It's still a selfie. It's something mankind has done for thousands of years in one form or another - commissioned portraits, statues, sculptures,…
This. Friends of mine and I have sat down - a mix of queer women and straight women - and, as the conversation inevitably does, it turned to sex. A lot of the straight friends confessed that they had absolutely no idea how we "knew to stop," and gaped when a queer friend said "Sometimes we just don't. For a weekend.…
Oh my god, this. Sometimes there's a thing that I don't... quite know what it is? But there's no spasming or motion and I don't get tense or anything. I mean, don't get me wrong, I have the sex drive of a raving fiend and some messing around is fun regardless, but I'm seriously starting to wonder what I'm missing here.
This. This. Dead-on yet again.
Oh, that's definitely part of the issue - by myself, even. I can't take myself out of my own head enough to not think how ridiculous what I'm doing is. Good to hear someone else is able to work this out, gives me some hope.
I've honestly been putting off getting a vibrator simply because everyone holds it up as this magical pill (... or bullet) and - well, what if that doesn't work? What next?
.... my "vajayjay" prefers women, but thank you for the tips.
A friend's grandfather is very, very racist towards anyone he even perceives to be of Indian descent. I have no idea why, and neither does my friend. His grandfather uses the "I'm black, I can't be racist" excuse, often followed by "that's just the way they are."
No, men don't have a say until that collection of cells turns into an actual, viable human. While it is a collection of cells dependent only upon the person carrying it, then the person carrying it is going to make decisions whether to allow those cells to grow to maturity. You want a child so badly, find a woman who…
It would be nice to have an orgasm one time.
Your sister must be fucking rolling in dough, kid. Jesus Christ.
Oh, no! The Church is hep to the groove now! Pope Francis loves teh gays!
It's just a disgusting excuse. Oh, you don't hate us! You hate the fact that we don't fall in love with the right people! I see!
I'm not even a fan of Mary Cheney - she definitely stumped for Bush and her creepazoid father back in the day - but honestly, that was a pretty good shot.
Seriously, how disgusting is that political statement? "Oh, no, dears, Liz was always a bigot! Don't go thinking it's opportunistic bigotry - she really, truly, kindly does think her sister's going to hell."
I learned that lesbians didn't exist and gay guys were 100 times more likely to contract HIV than married straight men. (???) I also learned that guys "aren't like girls" and "can't stop themselves after they get turned on."
.... you realize that I am now going to ignore all research and rough drafting for a ten page annotated paper due in a week in order to delve into An Archive Of Our Own to see if this exists, right? Thanks a lot.