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Did you read the open lines? "The newest chapter in the Sterling scandal...." It's basically saying "We're done with the racist shit, look at this sexism." As more white feminist blogs shift the topic to that the voices of POC will proportionately stop being heard.

I thought the vagina was the exclusive habitat of the centipede?

I laughed so loud I scared coworkers.

The other thing I learned is that being yourself on a dating site is the best way to attract others. If you're a cupcake, act like a goddamn cupcake. Every woman on there engaged with me because I was so fucking cupcake-y.

According to the linked article he did this with permission from his girlfriend, so... yeah. Not single.

...Well knock me over with a feather. I can safely say that I did not see that coming.

It seems impossible to me that this man is still single

See, this? THAT I could totally see being funny and entertaining. Someone on FB mentioned their waiter being arrested at their table — THAT could be funny and entertaining. "I had really bad service this one time" isn't funny and entertaining unless it crosses into the realm of the truly unfathomably bizarre.

This guy is like an Onion article that went sentient.

I'd actually like to hear if there were any funny stories about this restaurant. lol... especially if they didn't know anything about the service industry. I could only imagine it looking a lot like one of the sketches in Portlandia.

I will never, ever, ever, EVER do a customer-perspective one of these, ever, and your comment highlights why. I wrote this earlier:

Thank you. My sinuses just close up pre-emptively when I approach the perfume section at Macy's.

Not to be confused with joyfully full of children.

My husband and I were having dinner at this little tiny sushi restaurant. Maybe seats like 25 people tops. It is set up in a long narrow room where all the tables are across from each other, with a very narrow walkway to the front and back of the restaurant. So while we were ordering, a man pushes another man, who was

The first August I lived in NYC, I was going up the stars from a Metro North train (NY commuter rail) saw that the stairs were wet. The higher up I go, the wetter they are and then the water is gushing down. On the platform at the top of the stairs (kinda like these, but steeper), there is a woman squatting and

Picture it. Toronto the clean, mid 1980s. It was a beautiful, mild spring day. I was riding the King St. tram at about 10:30am on a weekday. A homeless and inebriated man who smelled as though he had pooped in his pants (again and again over a long period of time) boarded the bus and came towards the back where I was

Vancouver. Davie Street. Very much a GLBT area (as is Vancouver). I'm in a cab (it's summer, the windows are rolled down) and it stops at a red light, I look in absolute horror as two gay dudes are going at it - hard - on a side street. The "top" guy doing the deed is humming the tune "Backstreet's Back" while the

I have two, one more public than the other.

OH GOD!!!! CHAIN LINK FENCE?! I didn't even witness this and the sentence itself is burned into my memory!!!