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    Oh Jesus. I fell in love with Han Solo when I was seven, too...in 1977. Sigh. The hours I spent staring at Tiger Beat magazine’s in depth analysis of “Who’s Sexier, Han or Luke?” Uh, duh, Han, ten times over.

    Youngest of a huge family here, too. My parents couldn’t wait until I finished high school to put our house on the market so they could move far away. It was sold by July. They didn’t even try to hide their annoyance at having to stick around town until I left for college. I didn’t have children myself but yeah, I’m

    I think that every time I see them. They don’t even look good on pretty pretty feet, and so few people have really pretty feet.

    Haha, yeah, tried that for years and it didn’t work. Boy would it be a sick joke if it happened now.

    For me all it took was hitting my 40s. I was never all that into sex. I enjoyed it but if I went a week or two or more without it, no biggie. Then I hit my 40s and I’m like a teenage boy.

    Yeah, and you can do that in other places.

    It does work for me, thanks, regardless of your condescension. And I’d be willing to bet I’ve got ten years on you, “kid.”

    I quit Uber too because there was another option that did exactly the same thing. I never considered buying a keurig because it’s ridiculous to me to create even more garbage with single serving cups. I just do pour over when I want one cup of coffee. But again, there is nothing that adequately replaces the utility of

    Doesn’t work like our private group on Facebook. That’s more of a chat app. In our private group we have posts, albums, events, different posts.

    I’ve never found a better way to keep in touch with my huge family that lives all over the globe. Nothing else has even come close. We’ve been able to be part of each others lives in the last 9 or 10 years that is light years ahead of where we were before Facebook. Especially during a tragic event that, in the past,

    I sweat like crazy and work out plenty hard (not a runner due to knee injury so don’t have to worry about that). But I hate unnatural fibers and tight clothes. They look terrible on me and smell like ass in five minutes. I’d rather wear sweaty cotton any day.

    Lots of them now. It’s the best. Buy you ticket, pick your seat and you don’t have to worry about getting there super early or having someone come in five minutes before the movie starts and ask if you can move so their party of 7 can sit there.

    Both Sterling K. Brown and the character he plays are so clearly head-and-shoulders above everyone else it’s astonishing. That wig on Mandy, really, WTF? And why does she always stick her head up and look down at everyone with her mouth open like she’s concentrating really hard on balancing something invisible on her

    Love Jenny Slate. Really, really hate this type of 3D animation. It’s so cold and unsettling.

    Perfect. Which will lead to many more people dying unnecessarily. Which I guess is exactly what they want. More profits for them if people are just dropping dead instead of using their insurance.

    I’m way more disappointed in his fellow Democrats who threw him under the bus for ridiculously dubious claims, but that’s just me.

    But she went over to his house with him after he made it pretty freaking clear that he wanted to take her home and have sex with her. I have trouble placing all the blame on him for assuming that if she came back to his house with him, that she wanted to have sex too. He persisted more than he should have, and was

    I was so glad to have conversations elsewhere (online and in real life) with smart, passionately feminist women who saw this story the way I did. The way you did. I was very disheartened reading the comments here.

    FWIW, I am also a woman and a fierce feminist. I have been in two situations where a woman I was with absolutely made up a bullshit accusation. One was passed out drunk when the incident supposedly took place. I was there, in the room the whole time and helped her get home later. To this day I have no idea why she

    Being accused of a serious crime doesn’t mean you committed a serious crime. I’m not saying I agree or disagree with the opinion, but I don’t think saying “she shouldn’t be anonymous if she’s accusing someone of a serious crime... But also it was probably not a crime at all” is necessarily a contradiction.