Jezebel has become self-aware.

I don’t give a crap about identity politics. I just care about eating ethically. You can call me whatever you’d like.

I’ve identified as 24 since I was 17. It’s been a decade. I continue to sally on with this plan for several more years...

Burneko, you never fail to wow me with your prose and your dedication to difficult cuts of animal matter.

This piece is phenomenal. It really cuts to the heart of what it is to be a female solo traveler. Might want to proof it again when you wake up, there’s a couple typos in the first part.

I’m glad someone liked my dumb ass pun.

This picture is me right now.

YASSS that shirt is tie die for.

Your grandma: so glam.

Amazing.

The science of this comment checks out. With elders who’ve entered what we call “benign senescence” behaviors the elder previous kept “in private” often show up in public settings via the process called disinhibition. Basically, if the elder used to be a secret rat bastard to servers, they’re now going to be a rat…

No but that guy was telling it how it is.

Twas a thing of beauty that was.

That it is, friend. That it is.

*hand clap emoji*

My new default response.

I watch it and then I close my eyes at the last second to imagine them kissing.

Maybe you should go and uh, supervise them. It’s too big of a party to miss?

Imagine you’re a bird and mail yourself a feather.