Why did the usherette need to giggle like that at the word underwear? Is this being directed by a thirteen-year-old?

It’s strange though. As weird as the kids at Walmart are, I see the most vocal Trump supporters on the city. Particularly on the VCU campus.

You don’t suck, but you need to watch this part. It’s glorious.

If she doesn’t go with the prom queen acceptance speech from She’s All That, I’m going to be sooooooo disappointed.

Goodness, I need to proofread. So many typos!

Not a cat, but I tell her she’s a pretty kitty all the time.

Those assholes with their Tea Party license plates and their Hillary for Prison stickers are so aware that they are going to lose. And they’ll lose so handily in Richmond!

I finally got around to making the second of these wreaths for my mother. Every time I make something that involves hundreds of floral pins I promise myself I’ll never do that again. My thumb hurts so much!

Please find yourself a copy of Angela Lansbury’s exercise/lifestyle tape. I think it’s called something like Positive Moves.

Not my story, but definitely one of my favorite stories.

I had the same experience and I will say that coming back after having had sex did seem to help some. As did the Valium. . .

Ugh. I get the “if these aren’t better by Friday I’m taking them out” talk several times a year and every time I mime myself giving them to him (because at that point I’m in so much pain that I can’t speak).

Starred for the cough syrup. After five days of a high fever, delirium, and horrible sore throat, my body said “sure, I’ll help you out with those symptoms but now you get pneumonia.”

I always felt exactly like you. I’m a strong-ass woman! Why would I feel bad because someone else did something wrong?

The husband pulled him off her, so he definitely believed her. Hell, it sounds like they all believed it happened. They just thought it was a case of him being so drunk that he just didn’t know what he was doing.

I just want to vent here: I know someone who was in bed with her husband when her husband’s friend climbed on top of her and attempted to rape her. AND THE ENTIRE FRIEND GROUP TOOK THE ATTEMPTED RAPIST’S SIDE.

Okay, not the entire friend group. My brother sided with the victim and was exiled from the group. Hell, the…

Yeah, Bridesmaids did nothing for me. I don’t think I laughed at anything except Maya Rudolph’s face while singing Wilson Phillips.

When has it not meant that? Women choose not to report their rapes for all kinds of reasons, but one of the more common reasons is that we know that our entire sex life will be used against us. Because if we’ve ever consented to sex with any man, clearly we can’t be raped. If semen from our rapist is found along with…

Good luck! I had some masses removed and biopsied in January and I know how scary it can be.

Challenge accepted.