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The problem is that the definition you just posted there isn’t what she meant. Humanism has zero to do with equal gender rights. Feminism promotes the nice easy balance she spoke of. She meant feminism, but she was afraid to say it.

There’s nothing wrong with being a humanist, but saying you are in response to a question of whether you’re a feminist implies that humanism is an alternative belief system about equality of the sexes, when it has nothing to do with gender.

It disappears sexism (real sexism; not “misandry”) as an axis of oppression.

AH.

“She didn’t hit me across the face with a shovel so I thought she was into it!”

Person trying to politely let someone down: Yeah! I’d totally be interested in you in an alternative scenario that could literally never happen!

Coby is my parent’s lab. He’s 15 years old now. He caused a two year family argument because of his appetite. My mom made my dad dinner for him to come home to. She left it on the stove in the baking pan covered in tin foil. When he got home, it was gone. He woke all of us up to find out who ate his dinner (he was

Corgis, too. At a party my sister was having a few years back, her bigger dog pulled a costco bag of hamburger buns off the counter, and her corgi ate *all* of them. Like, 30+.

Molly, did you not read the article??? This dog can open cabinets and briefcases!

I had a beagle who was exactly like this. Once she figured out that the ground cover with ornamental strawberries were edible, we never saw the fruit again. If she ever got out of the yard, we knew we could just find her in the compost pile on the other side of the fence, digging away.

I used to babysit for a family with a chocolate lab rescue dog. She ate matches, a lightbulb, and two wooden stairs from the basement. I once heard an ungodly screeching noise, and discovered that she had pried the door trim off with her jaws and was happily devouring it. They were terrified of her, yet couldn’t give

This is a labrador thing? My friend’s labrador has almost died twice (although this dog is nowhere near smart enough to open cupboards on his own): once after his girlfriend forgot to lock the dog’s food cupboard, and the second time when the cat unlocked the cupboard and was found watching the dog’s bloated, heaving

I understand this dog. I mean, who among us has never chewed the locks off of a container to eat a dozen chocolate muffins?

Nope. That honor goes to my dad. He did foot the bill because my mom insisted (and it was really her show, which I was fine and happy with), but other than that, he acted nothing like a father of the bride or even a half-ass guest. He didn’t smile, he acted very put-upon, he didn’t converse with the guests, and he

I had a dog sort of like this. He wasn’t as keen on the non-edible items, and he was real dumb so he never figured out how to open shit, but if there was something edible anywhere accessible to him, he’d eat it. All of it. Until it was literally coming back out of both ends. Thank god for him being dumber than a box

At my wedding, my husband’s friend came up to me and said “Don’t eat the cake, it tastes awful”

Was there food, that you could eat? Good wedding.

No. He’s having his hymen broke.

Yes.

I have a sick feeling that these men who have no idea how to find a clit also have no idea that a hymen isn’t a membrane of skin that completely covers your cervix until a penis comes along and pops it like a balloon. If it was, “virginal” women could never have a period or any discharge.