Thank you for not first describing Simpson as a mother, like the Gawker article did.

Because misogyny. Because patriarchy. Because fuck this noise.

My grandpa tried to do that with my grandma, post split up. But she called him up and told him to stop sneaking by and eating all the toast and cheese while she was at work. The divorce came shortly thereafter.

Cognitive dissonance is a strange thing.

I love it. I would so do this. And then, for dinner, my love could knock and leave a plate by the connecting door. So I could go back to commenting on Jezebel. He's cooking udon noodles right now. He fully expects me to talk to him in five minutes when they're ready. *Bracing myself*.

Right? My significant other not only misses our bowl, but trails piss up to a foot away. It's full on disgusting and seriously decreases the sexxxy rating now that we're shacked up.

And you can so have that. Because this hypothetical mansion will be so big that you'll be the only one who knows how to get to that particular wing. Just remember to send a text to your significant other with your GPS coordinates. In case you get stuck or whatever.

Jerks. (Lucky, lucky, super lucky) jerks.

Tricksters! Confusing the rest of us into thinking we have to share a toilet for love.

It's cray cray. I want, like, one wing of a mansion. For me, my fam, and my pals.

Yeah, well, the Dam has exploded. And, like your GIF, is full of smart comments. So all's good ;)

True dat. Next time, I will do it right proper. So that I can live happily ever after.

10 days, seven years, who knows? Life, with its myriad of unpredictable variables, turns. This stuff is hard to guesstimate in advance.

Good call. Me too, I wanna play!

Fyi, "'thing" is a single-post burner account whose only other contribution is to argue that "proof" is required in the Cosby rapes. We should leave them in the greys.

Some women, who haven't personally experienced reproductive hardship, have trouble seeing past their own privilege.

I can't listen. Cuz I read this and so now it's too late.

I gotcha. There's a rainbow of experiences out there.

Really? No - even vaguely - sexualized thoughts/ideas/images involving people when you're going it alone?

Yeah, fair enough. I edited to correct my mistake.