I cannot deal with jealously shit. At all. And someone’s number is their business and no one else. I’d probably tell an ex my number if there wasn’t a part of me that no matter how great the guy is that he would secretly (or not so secretly) judge me. I’d never judge anyone on their number. I don’t care if it’s 1 or…

By that logic, I work at Jezebel and you guys owe me like, a lot of fucking money in back pay.

Unwashed models and pastry.

“They discriminated against my discrimination!”

What possible difference could it ever make in your life, my life, or the lives of literally anyone else?

(This would also be an acceptable look)

The plot thickens!

Are you actually making the argument that a woman in an evening gown and flat shoes is roughly equivalent to a sloppy man in board shorts and a muscle tank? Because if so, then you need to go back to the drawing board and find a new thought.

they turned away people with medical. conditions. it’s an absurd rule to every possible degree.

Amen. And conversely, can we stop with the convenient excuse of “I’m not sexist, I have a daughter/wife/mother”? They’re just using the women in their lives as shields, to give them carte blanche to continue treating all other women like shit.

Can we stop with the whole having a daughter thing? It doesn’t take a familial relation to understand how to be a decent person.

wow, that has to be the weirdest thing i will read all day

I was so confused by that I wondered how “tubally pregnant” could somehow be a good thing?

“So… you’re still abortion-minded, even if you happen to be tubally pregnant?” she asked.

Clover Hope is black tho?

Great argument. Very persuasive and original.

Am I having a stroke, or are her legs getting shinier and turning gold throughout the skit? Help?

What the hell did I just read?

White people are so fragile. We have the upper hand in basically every social structure in the U.S. How about we let people call it out without risk of being fired from their jobs?