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No, it’s real.

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We’re entering a time where one can say “Those Urban boys are always getting into trouble” etc without it being a dog whistle for racism!

Hey now that’s not fair! We had lots of dudes arrested before Urban got here!

+1 for AC gif

the pizza wheel I just found in our bedroom for some reason (why?).

“thank you, kit snow” had me ROLLING at work

Note to self: buy compression stockings and adult diapers before June 12th. Safety first.

Disgusting, there is nothing more disgusting than people who call modern recordings tapes, god damn it people they are digital now there is no tape!

Disagree. She consented. He consented. The people around her did not consent to help those two people get off. The very fact that they’re in public tells you that it’s the public gratification they’re getting off on. And that’s not okay.

Honestly, I think the only solution that wouldn’t rub me the wrong way is treating all the household money as completely shared funds. If you both wanted one person to stay home and manage the household/children, then treat that as equally valuable to the person who works. Otherwise it gets into this scenario where a

This means you went to Venezuela to see your mistress, right? (SC Democrat here. Mark Sanford jokes never get old.)

omg I read that as “3rd grade porno” and wondered what kind of fucked up elementary school you went to.

That’s the most egregious part of this entire thing.

3. You write for a feminist-leaning site yet wrote an “article” (I’m being generous here) that relies on misogynistic and tired stereotypes of “difficult,” “crazy,” “controlling” corporate women about a young woman who is an outspoken feminist and devotes her professional life to addressing public health issues around

Karyn, you are a professional writer.

By that logic, I work at Jezebel and you guys owe me like, a lot of fucking money in back pay.

But must they be worn on the feet? Wear them around your neck, like the burden they are.

I’m in the Extended Director’s Cut as “Ineffable,” the guy cluelessly drinking whisky and reading a Kindle as Catastrophe blows up seven mechanical spiders right behind him.

I really didn’t need the peek into Jake from State Farm’s love life.