(riffing off the same SP post that inspired this one)I hadn't even gotten into fillyjonk's other point, the one that started me commenting on this piece, before I got distracted by what felt like the main point. Said other point being: The flip side of this charming worldview, of course, is male anger at women who don’t make themselves available — see many of our friends in that now-closed Full story...
(h/t Queen Emily)"Having been purchased, Lady Gaga is on her way to The Rumpo Area wearing a frock with a polar bear hanging out of the back of it.
Via guerrillamamamedicine, over at Shapely Prose hits all the points that -should- be obvious, but apparently still aren't, to any number of dudes like o f'r instance this one.
For all that I wasn't all that sold on the National Equality March, reading the twitstream kind of makes me wish i were there.
I found another fuckwit, y'all. Yes! On the Internets!! Inorite? I'm too lazy for a recap, I've been busy slapfighting with her, because I am out of chocolate and booze and it seemed like the thing to do, but here, enjoy.
Between this charming piece of "art" **and the revolting ads for the motherfucking Tucker Max piece of shit all over -my- city (can't we have a ban?) and the upcoming Roman Polanski nauseafest about to take over the media for the next ever.
Well, I do.Sadly, I can't recount the entire story here, as it involves a listserve whose email isn't really for public consumption.
As my Irish lapsed Catholic best friend just reminded me. Me, I was all like: Huh? Oh, um, yeah. You, too.
(h/t Ilyka)"YOU'RE NOT LISTENNNNNNINNNNNNNNG!!!! I DON'T WANT IT NOW!"It's the PRINCIPLE of the thing, and DON'T YOU FORGET IT, BUB.
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