I know this is not going to be a popular opinion and maybe I am not thinking hard enough (or too hard, can’t decide) but I think the point of the song is that she is also pointing out how fucked up the baby fetish is.

I MADE A BURNER FOR EXACTLY THIS PURPOSE.

Tell it to the Indigenous Tribes.

I once had a super-graphic-mostly-awesome sex dream about old-school Enrique Iglesias in which we were vigorously going at it in the missionary position, I opened my mouth to moan with reckless pleasure, and his mole slid off his face and into my mouth and I started choking on it. I’m pretty sure it was linked to…

“Anyway, you can get what’s essentially a Keurig for baby formula now.”

You’re right things suck. Here is what is keeping me going. Today, one of my students told me my reading class was his favorite class and he was learning a lot about reading. He didn’t like reading before. I can look at my other students and I see them making progress and growing. They have good days and bad days but…

Plus, remember when Madonna was actually abused by Sean Penn? Aren’t they revictimizing her?

We can’t just put up pictures of women who haven’t asked to be victimised like this. Every woman deserves agency over her own narrative, even though she’s a celebrity. This is a pretty shitty thing to do.

I’m more interested in how a proper woman in Victorian times (think Jane Austen novels era) would use a “bathroom” at a guest’s house. Elizabeth and Jane are visiting the Bingleys for tea and cake. Jane feels a rumble, she has to shit and soon. The carriage ride back home is like 2 hours long on bumpy roads. What do?…