Although I appreciate the celebrate-womanhood thing, I don't know why this is of any more interest than looking at a set of tonsils. (Then again, if my own cervix is still extant, it's in a jar of formalin three or four states north of where I live now.) To each his/her own, I guess ....

I had a boyfriend for a number of years who had a whole bunch of large blackheads (1/2" diameter) on his chest. For years, I never said anything about them out of politeness, but secretly wondered how he resisted trying to extract them as there's nothing more satisfying to me than pushing trapped gunk out of my pores.…

I started to post a vomiting gif after watching this. Then I saw all the vomiting gifs. So now I am dry heaving over my trashcan at my desk. Happy Friday Tracie!

"I want to have some of it! A small portion would be nice!" That makes for a decent if confusing catchphrase for today's not-so up and coming feminists.

I am trying to think of ways to spin the trend piece that would feature Childfree Type B's like us ... "Radical Feminists or Sound Sleepers? Trend-Spotters Are Confused.

The only reason I've never really been one to shop there is that I'm afraid that I will die of asphyxiation once I'm in there. That cologne is too much. I fear that I would never be found.

Little known problems of having a thigh gap:

I'm a lesbian, and when the camera dips to D'Angelo's belly button, I seriously turn straight for the duration.

I love me some white boys, Hell I married one. But nothing will ever beat D'Angelo. NOTHING!!! I still sit on edge of my seat waiting for the camera to move down just an inch and it never does :(

Actually, no. He looks like this now:

I came here with my breath held because I'm considering Georgia Tech for a postgraduate program and I was scared that this would negatively influence me (although who am I kidding, I'm not going to frat parties anyway).

You can't see the Hello Kitty, she can't see the Hello Kitty, why would anyone want to be so subtle with their love of Hello Kitty? The way I see it, you have to go big or go home:

He's totally condescending, but the thing that makes me rage at him is when he does accents. They're so bad that it borders on offensive, but he does them constantly. Suck it, Trebek.

My ovaries got sluggish after a partial hysterectomy, so I'm on HRT and I'm under 40. Risk or no risk, you can pry my hormones from my cold, dead hands.

I can't stand Tom Hanks. I find him offensively inoffensive and it... I dunno, it just bothers me.

Led Zeppelin brings back all the unpleasantness of high school (graduated 1984) and the kids who thought old crappy rock was still cool. Don't even get me started on Lynyrd Skynyrd's Free Bird! LZ may be solely responsible for me turning into a teen punk-rocker.

I am a Ukrainian woman, and I don't know a single submissive one, myself included.

Did you read the comments by the guy who said women want 32E breasts and that instead of getting breast reductions we should tone our core? FFS

TRUTH.

I Know a guy whose ex fiancé took the lids to everything in the house when he kicked her out. The lids to the pots and pans. The lids to every storage container. The toilet lid. Just the lids. I love it, the girl must have been a real winner.