In the mid 80s a college professor told me a (possibly apocryphal) story about a male student who wrote an essay arguing that women were inherently less rigorous writers- using George Eliot’s work as an example of the epitome of said rigorous male writing that no woman could match.

The plex is like the walmart of abortions. The Mill is more like a pottery barn. They both sell the same shit but it’s about the experience. I will open both under the parent company Faithful Condom User (TM)

I think Helpful Corn is saying they are “wild” in a good way; like, it is cool but kind of nuts that a self-described catholic org. would be like, yeah, guys have sex with each other, ok, use a condom pls!

I pretty much want to adopt all the dogs, including all the mutts, and all the breeds, and I give money to shelters, both privately and through the sale of one of the sandwiches at my restaurant.

Three. No lie, three did this.

25% of shelter dogs are purebred. There are rescues for just about every breed you can think of. These dogs need homes too.

Yeah, the whole “father of the bride pays for the wedding” thing always seemed kind of weird to me, but I wasn’t the one cutting the checks.

The only thing worse than hearing about a bride’s wedding plans is to hear about how she doesn’t have them.

An abortionplex sounds like it would have great movie theater food. An abortion mill sounds a little more rustic and artisanal though so I think it might do better with millennials.

Perhaps it’s the 90s version of an abortionplex? It’s certainly just as factual.

Idk what an “abortion mill” is but it sounds like a great business venture.

Not much to add to the conversation here other than I once played the Platypus in a primary school performance of Wombat Stew, which is a pretty Australian thing to do, other than spend the day at the beach on Australia Day.

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Just a small correction: West Virginia’s anti-LGBT bill was killed in the Senate. It did not pass, it did not go to the governor, it was not signed into law.

I’m going to pretend one of these Samoyeds is named Yoko Ono.

“You’re all FUCKED!”

Ugh, anything in the “Not one of those girls” genre can fuck off and die in a fire.

Judie Brown is a despicable human being. Worse than Father Frank Pavone. Because at least he had some ecclesiastical authority over him. Authority which he accepted to the point of stepping away from his organization for the calumny and detraction of others, aka, “Priests for Life” after he said one too many libelous…

This is like a marketing class presentation on good ads and bad ads. No wonder ALL wasn’t successful, their campaign looked like it was done by someone’s weird aunt for the local free newspaper.