I’ve heard tons of stories about full blown PTSD from bedbugs.

This makes me like John Grisham 100% more.  (I saw him in his pickup truck one time.  Very Marlboro Man.)

I think it’s important to recognize that these texts weren’t meant to be public. It’s okay to be privately frustrated that this is dragging on and could (at least, based on what she thought at the time) be ended.

I can listen to music by men, I can watch movies directed by men, I can enjoy television written by men, but god dammit, I’ve gotten to the point where I literally just can’t read literary fiction by straight men anymore. Why do they write about sex like this? I know these passages are extreme (and entertaining!) but…

One of my takeaways from this article was “James Frey is still being published?”

And on special occasions, we break out the liquid nitrogen.

A sous vide vagina actually sounds...interesting. I hope that's how mine is referred to from now on. I'm going to demand it. 

There are four movies! The 4th is 13 Going on 30 (the dollhouse section with the good Jennifer Garner middle part wig).

I find sex scenes in non-romance books to be gratuitous. Unless there’s some plot point involved, just skip to the next scene and give them some privacy already.

Oh. Wow. Those are ... something.

My ejaculation was violent. Before anybody could react it had already broken a beer bottle and threatened the bartender. When somebody tried to deescalate the situation, my ejaculation grabbed them by the throat and threw them onto the beer splattered floor. Later on my ejaculation was seen entering a convenient…

So maybe it’s just my hot take as an old, but She’s the Man is a riff of One of the Guys from 85, which (yes I know) riffs on Twelfth Night. The gal that played Terri(y) in One of the Guys was impossibly hot and made a convincingly cute dude. Amanda was probably familiar with that treatment and thought the results…

She’s the girl in the cool clique from high school that you thought was the reasonable one because she wasn’t a total bitch, but upon further reflection she was actually the worst because at least the others were up front about who they were and you just hadn’t figured out backhanded compliments yet.

That Anna Kendrick tweet is quite braggadocious.

What percentage of the shitheads who work in the five plants that are closing who voted for Trump will admit that they fucked up and voted against their own self-interests? Is it none?

Oh my god, absolutely. I never sleep well in hotel rooms as a result. I just don’t trust them. I never unpack either. I have a coworker who takes everything out and puts her stuff away in drawers and I’m like, hell no. I am happier living with my stuff fully packed in the suitcase while being stored in the tile…

Bedbug PTSD is no joke. It’s been many years and a move and I still freak out when I see what turns out to be dark lint on the sheets.

I slept with them for 3 nights in a hotel in Paris... Didn’t realize until the 3rd night and this after I’d done an inspection when I first arrived. It was the first 3 nights of a 14 day vacation. I barely slept again until like day 12 when I was reasonably sure they weren’t in my luggage... and even that was some…

I had a bedbug infestation ten years ago in nyc and it does cause mental distress. I’m not allergic, so I didn’t wake up with any welts. It was horrifying when I noticed one crawling on my bag. 

GIVE HER ALL THE MONEY. I can’t even read about these little shits without getting majorly triggered—and I had them over ten years ago! To this day, when I check into a hotel, I do a full inspection of the bed area. And I leave all my stuff in the bathroom for the first few days. And I bought a very light colored,…