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Okay. So I clicked on the link for Snoop's pound of weed. I scrolled down and saw a link to a page headlined, "Katie Holmes' Knee Vagina" with a picture of a leg in motion. FIE ON YOU, INTERNET!
I didn't click on it.

What a way to put it into words! People (men) seem to assume that it's not your right to get offended if the feedback you receive is "positive" in nature. "Favorable" "compliments" one receives on the street only serve to make one feel the eyes that are on her at all times, sizing up her value based on her appearance.

All of these comments make me feel so not alone!

Was that Heidi Klum's thong hanging out of her jeans?!
Listen, if you want to wear a thong, have a blast. But it's hanging out of your jeans. Fix it, dude. It ain't 2007 no mo.

The thing is, the milk will go up in temperature (about 5 degrees or so, depending on how long it's in there before you pour it), so to achieve this magically correct temp, one has to stop steaming it 5 degrees before the prescribed temperature is maintained. But it just makes people feel important to say a number.
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Oh my god, go to the library and get a copy of the children's book "Rascal." It's about a boy taming a raccoon during the influenza epidemic in America.

Is it bad that I feel tangibly jealous and sad that Patrick Stewart got married?
Yes, I'm 27 and yes he's 112, but still!
I bet his kisses taste like Earl Grey tea. That lucky b word.

Oh, this is merely a representation of what all of the good old boys have in the backs of their minds in terms of "a woman's place." Pat Robertson's creepy, creepy wet dream.

Any message of peace and tolerance, from anyone, is never wasted. I say thank you to anyone who is willing to speak out for equality!

Hahahahaha yezzzzebel!

When I was a little girl, I thought that no one could see me unless I was looking in a mirror, seeing myself. I guess I didn't care how pretty I was, because I was an invisible wraith most of the time.
I'm sad that delusion faded, sometimes.

Right?! I mean, Jesus, weddings are fun, but anyone kissing in slow motion whilst stuff gets thrown in their face? Thanks but no thanks, pals!

I watched 27 seconds of this and then said, "I get it." in a disgusted voice aloud to myself.

As soon as I hit publish, I realized how creepy it is that that is what I posted about this. It's a clever way to describe a butt!

Like two little Easter hams...

Whenever I see this guy's name in print, my brain always pronounces it as Joey Fat One. I can't help it!

Sooooo many Uniballs!

I am! I really want to buy a schmancy fountain pen, with emerald ink. And I giggle every time I see the Uniball pens, because really people.

I miss Jenny Jones!

That's how feisty she is. Just to clarify.