The important thing is that there’s pie.

No, no, no...

Can we get a measurement system that is based on: do not hit my cervix. Because REALLY, do not hit my cervix.

My thoughts as well. He’s lived a pretty reckless life for the last decade or so, incredibly publicly for the last 5-6 years. Let’s not pretend he just randomly had the bad luck of contracting HIV. Had he died of an overdose, contracted some other STD, been diagnosed with cirrhosis of the liver, etc., the reaction…

Well, honestly, it’s a bit problematic. She’s furthering cisgendered hetero-normative tropes. If she’s going to consider herself a feminist, she should consider the intersections of oppression she contributes to.

Maybe you should stop arguing emotion and go read the 14th Amendment. All kids born here are US citizens. The. End.

Up until a few days ago, the Carson campaign book tour was posting pictures on a website of all the people that came to get their book signed. It was an amazing source of entertainment. They stopped this week, saying there were just too many people who wanted their pictures with Dr. Carson. I have my doubts.

you done good!

dandilyn and I look a lot alike. I sometimes wonder if that’s a component of our seemingly equal attraction? He wonders if there’s any brisket left.

“Which does shorten lives and increases risks of breast cancer”

So a week after I started this job, a guy who no longer worked at the publication I worked for died in a car accident. I never met him, and he was a copy editor so it wasn’t like I was familiar in any way with him through what he wrote.
But nevertheless, the EOC said everyone needed to go. So I went. And somehow the…

Of course you’re right, but it also reminded me of The Comment Section for Every Article Ever Written About Intimate Grooming

I had a weird conversation with a male friend of mine today. I am about to go on a trip where I will be couchsurfing for the first time, and he made a joke that the guy was going to try to have sex with me. I said, hey I know that’s funny to you, but you shouldn’t joke about it because that’s a real fear for a lot of…

When I was in college I spent a semester in Europe. My mother was telling our neighbors about my trip, and told them that I had visited Germany and went to the concentration camp in Dachau. The neighbor lady (a grown-ass woman) asked: “They do tours there? Don’t the prisoners care that people are coming just to look…

I liked fake Joey Fatone’s take on it http://aboveaverage.com/joey-fatone-to…

I had this one:

I was 17 and my mom took me to her gynecologist to have him tell her if I was a virgin or not.

When I was 12-13, I had discovered that I could use the internet to talk to people. My parents, who knew I was a precocious child, decided to install a spyware on the computer that would let them know everything I wrote, including awkward conversations I had with other preteen boys on IMVU (remember IMVU???) about…

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