Feminists on Dating

Mammoth and Mango tell you what's what.

This is why three year olds rock.

  • Timothy: Are you a boy or a girl?
  • Me: Well, what do you think?
  • Timothy: I don't know.
  • Me: Does it matter to you?
  • Timothy: Nope.
  • *goes back to watching tv*
thepeacockangel:

It really is.  As a kinky lesbian Lowe’s is like my favorite place ever, they have padlocks, and dowels, and rope and chains and stuff for home improvement too!
Seriously though <3 Lowe’s

thepeacockangel:

It really is.  As a kinky lesbian Lowe’s is like my favorite place ever, they have padlocks, and dowels, and rope and chains and stuff for home improvement too!

Seriously though <3 Lowe’s

(via cage-veil-cunt)

pussylequeer:

Lucy Lawless photographed by Naomi Kaltman for Esquire, 1997

pussylequeer:

Lucy Lawless photographed by Naomi Kaltman for Esquire, 1997

fever 101

    Let me tell you what my ex did yesterday.  He asked me if I’d bring him Gatorade and a thermometer.  He said he was so sick he was afraid he had to go to the ER.  I drove up to his place, ready to go to the ER.  “Come inside,” he said.  “I need to take my temperature first.”  He took his temperature.  It was 101.  “I’m a big baby,” he said.  “Would you like to stay and chat? Would you like a drink?”
    “If you’re really sick, I want to go,” I said.
    “I owe you a fancy dinner,” he said.
    I was tempted to say, “Just pay it forward.”
    He said, “I’m sorry, I didn’t know whom else to ask.”
    I mentioned that he could have asked the nice Jewish social worker girl he’d taken out on Valentine’s Day.
    “I could have, but I was delirious,” he said.  “I’m still delirious,” he said.
    “Goodnight,” I said.

    He messaged me when I was home, again with the owed fancy dinner.
    “Just get better,” I said.
    He hasn’t messaged me since.

    I think I’m the 101 degree booty call.

Rosewater Sailor: TRIGGER WARNING for rape jokes

Awesome response.  It’s great that Rosewater can verbalize her feelings this well.  When you have severe PTSD, that alone is a triumph.

—Mammoth

rosewater-sailor:

I called an old friend on a rape joke this morning (on, what else, Facebook). It wasn’t coherent, it wasn’t a long explanation of why rape jokes are bad or why they affect me personally, it was more along the lines of “That’s disgusting, don’t say that shit.” I removed him afterward and figured…