I totally make my husband carry me around the house any time I can coax him into it. Only I say "carry me like a princess". It's fun. Usually it's just when I am drunk.

Im not going to diss your method.

I work in a brewery.

My husband was told to wear tighty whitites after his operation. He didn't have any, so I lent him some of my underwear. We had a good laugh about it. I sat in the waiting room reading my "Bitch" magazine, while he got snipped and then put on my underwear.

Models are constantly being airbrushed and photoshopped. It's easy to see how a woman, who I would do anything (except diet or pick up a drug habit/eating disorder) to look like feels unsatisfied. Sure, the campaign is weak and fishing for support, but it's really unfair to say a woman can't express dislike for her…

Well, I worked in a peep show.

A lot of Uber hating here…

If I had a dollar for every time I saw a public shit in SF, I could afford rent in the city.

They started this in 2007.

Maybe she did, but admitting she willfully broke the law would not help her case.

This is crazy. Her thighs look identical in both photos.

Dressing nice to get on an airplane is like dressing fabulous to go to a casino on a reservation. Or in Reno. If you do it, you are the weirdo.

I am a straight chick and I have been to one (actually, I applied for a job at one, but I think at 28 I was "too old").

Right?!

This is a really great idea.

Good for them. Seriously.

The time I was used as a patsy for a smuggling operation into Vietnam.

Update: My husband told me not to do it in the house.

Yep, that sound like a lot of fun. I doubt my husband would go for it...

I'm bored, unemployed, and depressed. I'm 32, but maybe I should give this a try?