I wonder how long the set dresser worked on that perfect little rock castle?

I get it. I was also raised by a sister, who was constantly harassed for her bra size. She is brilliant. Top of her class in high school and college. She still suffers from being whittled down to a pair of boobs and nothing else. I am glad you spoke up. It takes guts to not pass this stuff of as dudes being dudes.

I was a quiet kid in middle school, who was basically raised by my sister and her friends, and had to listen to fellow boys say things like this. By the time I got to high school, I was one of the bigger guys in the school and had no problem telling guys like this how offensive they sounded. Unfortunately, there’s…

Oh totally. You absolutely can't win.

I wish people would be honest about their insecurities. We all have them. Don’t make someone else feel like garbage because deep down you are scared of never being good enough.

Until something bad happens. Then it’s “Why didn’t you DO something?!?!”

Man: “Awww, why dont you give me a smile, I’m just trying to be friendly, you can at least be friendly back!”

Well, what is it you think they should have done? Being creepy is not a crime and there are creepy dudes everywhere. You warn other women and keep it moving. No one could have followed him around at all times to keep him from raping this woman. No one could have predicted exactly what he was gonna do and when. Only…

“I’m chaud sang-ed. Check it and see. I’ve got a fièvre of 103º”

It made my jaw drop, but my sang remained gratifyingly chaud.

No, I picture him being the asshole who memorized a bunch of SAT words and regularly uses them to see who’s as “smart” as he is, and relishes in explaining those words in conversation.

I can’t star this enough, Mayotonilla. I want to cross-stitch your comment on a pillow and send it to my Senators.

When you’re in the pockets of the NRA, you can’t say anything about making it harder for religious extremists to get guns.

Exactly. The government should talk about it. You and I? It doesn’t really matter what we talk about.

It’s a way for people to cop out of difficult conversations. Very common in Facebook: “stop politicizing a tragedy" etc.

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What in the name of Thesz is this woman on about? Go sit in the corner, Ingrid. Drink a cream soda, do fucking something else, but keep your fool-headed thoughts to yourself.

Reading it a certain way puts their historic use of sexually objectified, women’s bodies in their advertising in an even creepier light.