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You keep bringing up that toadstool willy, Stormy. You should make sure we don’t forget that tiny dick-shaming is bad. Be sure to remind us that Trump’s having a weeny mushroom chode is nothing to be ashamed of. Daily, tell us again and again, that his TINY TINY DICK is no bad thing.

This! Plus her “no corroboration” then the “I heard from friends who had suffered the same and were SILENT FOR YEARS”.

It wasn’t for nothing to me.  It was inspiring.  I hate that she felt like she had to do this, and I hate that she received so much shit for it, and I hate that her life has been upended.  But it wasn’t for nothing to me, and to my fellow assault survivors.

Donald would wear a piss helmet

My question to my husband last night was, “If Kavanaugh could see into the future, do you think he would have not allowed himself to be nominated?” And he responded “No way, I know guys like him and they can’t imagine a world where past indiscretions would hinder future opportunities.” Made me realize how true that

Looks like Rapey McBeerface was trying to get his Yale Bros to lie for him about Deborah Ramirez prior to her name becoming public. So add obstruction of justice to all the perjury and raping.

About 1970.

It makes me sad that Anthony Bourdain got involved with someone who reeks of hot garbage as much as Asia Argento. He deserved better.

At this point I feel like the GOP is purposely trying to use this as a metaphor for how they feel about women in general.

Collins needs this clip in an infinite loop.

Nothing will ever top “United Schtastsch, although “Enomanoos” comes in a close second.

Guess being a Putin-stooge doesn’t pay that well after all

You joke, but I very casually tossed some pillows, a handful of books, and an LED lamp into a closet a couple of weeks ago, and then left it open for Kid Electron to find. She thinks she’s getting away with something and I get blessed silence.

Gillum camp’s response was short and sweet: “As we say in Tallahassee, bless his heart.”

Louboutins are the must-have shoe for burying people in a garden.

That is such an Eddie Izzard face! 

I read this whole post and it makes me so happy to be old (mid 40s) and not know who any of these people are, or care. Well written, though.

I was “younger and ignorant and it was years ago” seems to be the new “my account was hacked”. 

passing a kidney stone would be the closest he’d ever get to a sexual experience.