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I’m convinced heavy flow days are Baby Jeebus’ way of keeping women from being the more powerful sex. Can you imagine Hillary Clinton standing up in Congress for the State of the Union address regretting her choice of a tan pantsuit? Wait. Maybe not Hillary because she’s probably already been through The Change. Can you [...]
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You know all that hubbub earlier this week about the sweatshirt JCPenney was selling for little girls that said, “I’m too pretty to do homework, so my brother has to do it for me.”? It’s sexist, a reflection of extrinsic negativity pressuring girls, and just plain poor taste in style. White sweatshirts are SO 1992. [...]
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There are some rules that are meant to be broken: eating after 7pm watching more than 2 hours of TV a day drinking a Zima after prom There are some rules that are meant to be adhered to: drinking and driving staying in school wearing rompers as an adult women Let’s discuss the last rule [...]
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I love a kids’ birthday party where the parents are either A) invited to drop the kids and run, B) allowed into the bounce houses and trampolines, or C) offered alcoholic drinks. Much to my giddy delight, we went to two 6-year-old birthday parties last weekend where 2 out of the above 3 options happened. [...]
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When I become famous, I can guarantee on the life of my anally-leaking dog’s butt, you will never find these photos accidentally hacked to my Twitter account: Flashing my Britney. A Janet Jackson nip “slip.” My not-so-tiny Tino. My teeny Favre weeny. A boxer brief Weiner bulge. Barely-legal in the (Vanessa) Buff-dgens. Snorting Kate Moss coke. [...]
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