Ladies, just imagine that every punch to the face of a guy named Chad or Blaine is actually a smash in the larger, collective face of the Patriarchy.

Hey, don’t blame the bow tie, blame the person wearing it.

this is my new favorite thing

“This cannot stand! Skip, hold my blazer!”

Douchebags come out in full plumage for Derby weekend.

You said it, Ali.

If you look close enough, you will find at least one Deadspin writer (defending everyone’s honor)

pound in the face of a man in a bow tie and boat shoes

(Sir David Attenborough voice) Let us observe as the Eastern Pastel-Coated White Prep Bro performs an intricate display of perceived masculinity while the females of the population proceed to actually get shit done.

If your enemy is superior, evade him. If angry, irritate him. If equally matched, fight, and if not, split and reevaluate. But first kick him in the chest with your Sperry top-sider.

Kaden must’ve studied The Art of War, because when Tyler biffs it, he moves in for the kill shot before either Hunter or Jaxon can help.

All of these men are my boyfriends. They were fighting over my taco: I said whoever won could eat it. But while they were fighting I ate it myself. It was my last one. Next time I go to Taco Bell, I’ll be sure to get a 12 pack.

This is the most pathetic privileged mess of a “fight” I’ve ever seen. Good grief.

So everyone who is a 4,6,8 are all structured the same and not everyone can wear the same pieces?

They might actually want to talk to a plus size woman before launching their lines. As a plus size women, these are the things I don’t want:

I read this great quote where Ryan Reynolds says that when the studio was looking to produce Deadpool, they said he had to play up the romance angle, because otherwise women wouldn’t go see it. He advocated, saying women absolutely liked comics and would see the movie, with or without an enhanced romance angle. That…

Because they’d have to see fat people as “worth the effort.” Screw them. I’ve taken a long time to come to terms with the fact that my body takes up the amount of space it does, and I do deserve to take up that space. If a company can’t assist with that, then I don’t need them.

Come on. Mr. Pinky brought the glamour and he offered cupcakes. Let’s not overthink this.

Plus, it’s such a bullshit excuse. If those factories can make whole new designs and patterns in a turnaround time of a week, I’m sure they can make plus sized clothing. Discrimination against people of size is simply an acceptable form of prejudice in our societies.