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A bit off topic, but I find it rather awesome and oddly perfect that Jon Oliver is married to an American woman who was a trauma nurse (surgeon?) in Iraq and that they met at the Republican National Convention. Oliver is a staunch liberal but he is incredibly respectful to men and women in uniform and he has a way of

It always comes down to this.

I think you missed the point of that rant.

Last year I “came out” so to speak and didn’t hear from my Dad for 6 months. I already have anxiety, bu he raised me and I would stay in the closet forever if it meant keeping him in my life. So after 6 months or more, he emails me all “Lol. Had to have a ton of heart surgeries.” Like he almost DIED a bunch of times.

Yeah, I would much rather discuss the ordering of wings and fries at a Chinese place. It’s already bad enough when we get reprimanded for not having Chinese food at a JAPANESE sushi bar (literally, 20 minutes ago a customer very politely asked me for lo mein and I was like naaaaahhhhh) but this kind of takes the crazy

It is fantastic news and really a testimonial to the power of an organized group of women who refuse to quit. I am so glad that my parents will get to return to teach for at least another year but I am even more glad for the students who will get the chance to have an education at that wonderful, beautiful place.

Maybe she even did sit him down and break up with him, and he was just too drunk to remember. Possible??

Well, he’s fourteen. He’s really tall. Which is amazing. Let’s not be mean to the 14 year old.

Oh gawd I forgot he’s just a kid. 14. Awkward age. He’ll grow into himself.

I still can’t get over the fact that boys and young men wear shorts and black socks, sometimes with sandals. We are raising an entire generation to look like retired German civil servants hanging out on the Costa Brava.

Him: “LET ME CONVINCE YOU THAT YOU’RE WRONG AND I’M NOT AN ASSHOLE BY BEING AN EVEN MORE MASSIVE ASSHOLE.

Gawd Cavalli, try harder already. Really zebra phoned that one in there.

“Most men don’t like women who have a body like yours, but I’m not most men.”

I’ve heard that one from two different man babies.

The scene: Halloween, circa 2013, near the beginning surge of Capitol Hill’s tragic bropocalypse. I was at a packed bar, dressed as Link from Zelda. I am very, very good at costumes. Your typical douchebro grabs my shoulder to get my attention. He is already doing that obvious PUA thing: using a familiar touch and

“You give off a ‘funky chick’ vibe, so I thought you’d be into it,” said the man who sexually assaulted me at work. :/

Need a word-of-the-day calendar based on this comment section, but with the stories instead of words. They’ll be sold to men to remind them how not to be a douchebag, and why that woman on the bus rejected you.

I was in my early twenties, and bemoaning the fact that I was single to one of my girlfriends. I was busy feeling sorry for myself, and blamed it on my weight. My friend looked at me and said, “It’s not your weight. I mean, look at me- *I’m* not obese and I’m single!”

“Your personality is a real dick softener” stated by fratty McRedstag.

Too bad they didn’t use the best pony for this.