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Actually, there are other fraternities on campus that also own their houses. But yes, the property ownership does complicate matters.

Its not "Beta House." It's the Mu Epsilon chapter of Beta Theta Pi. And folks on campus just call it "Beta."

Definitely not *my* mom, at least.

I donated mine to a Goodwill, because I never throw away books. Now that I think about it, it may have been a really uncharitable act to do so.

I never felt like anything in the books was consensual. The place was a prison camp that people were brought to against their will. They learned to deal, maybe even enjoyed the power dynamic or got Stockholm syndrome-y, but at no point was it a consensual arrangement.

I think the last straw for me was when they tied someone up outdoors, covered her labia with honey, and left her for the bugs to eat at her all night.

WHAT overall story?

Oh dear god; these are the absolute worst! Seriously, they're enough to turn you off BDSM permanently. I had an ex who gave me the first one for my birthday; I managed to read the whole thing with only moderate outrage. When he gave me the second one for Christmas, I broke up with him. I'm really glad I never saw the

Hold on, why does there have to be a *reason* why we're single? I refuse to buy into this damaged goods claptrap. I believe in love, I value commitment, and I've had a bunch of good relationships. But, whether by bad luck, bad timing, or stubbornness, I haven't yet found one I'd want to lock it down with. Doesn't mean

Or maybe she might even meet someone that SHE wants to date, instead of just someone who wants to date her!

Oh, the cheating isn't the only problem; he's also really dumb. Sometimes I try to convince myself that he's just uneducated, not actually unintelligent, because he does seem to *want* to learn — and he really has learned at least some emotional depth and awareness of societal issues from me (for example, he used to

Thank you so mucho or posting those thoughts. It absolutely infuriates me that I feel like I have to make dire compromises in my dating/sex life, because so many men are so absolutely untrustworthy and despicable. I keep going back and forth with my idiot ex who refuses to stop sleeping with other women, but doesn't

Stalin had the absolute BEST hair.

On the other hand: That amazing woman! For not only getting her ass out of there, but then following through and getting him arrested for his despicable crime.

Agreed that the woman should not have yelled. It was my impression when reading the anecdote that the server either thought mushrooms were meat, or was being difficult/smug, and thus provoked the customer to anger. As you said, this is the problem with Internet-shared anecdotes of all types — they lack context. Thanks

I really thought that the punch lune of the story would be that the teenager thought mushrooms were a meat. Because as everyone has already said, mushrooms are culinarily lumped under the veg umbrella, and the teen was, if not dumb, being kind of a dick.

Not necessarily. I drink diet soda because regular is too sweet for me. But even if they were concerned about calories, the diet Pepsi choice still *reduces* the total calories. No magic, just math. What, if they like floats, does it have to be all or nothing? Do they have to buy in for the whole calorie hit, or else

I always mix diet coke and root beer at soda stations that don't have diet root beer. Cuts the sweetness but still tastes root-beery.

I will never understand the enduring obsession with a handful of murders that happened over a century ago. Right now, today, we've got countless men who serially rape, serially beat, and yes, serially kill women. Save the obsessive efforts for exposing the ones we still have a chance to stop.

Are you implying that someone at the comic store named it the Rape a Room as a coping mechanism for dealing with their own rape? Because I doubt that. Anyway, as stated multiple times in this thread, the rules on what is and is not appropriate are different in a workplace.