At VMware Cafe
Chicken tikka masala. Noms! – at VMware Cafe – See on Path.
Chicken tikka masala. Noms! – at VMware Cafe – See on Path.
What if
all women were bigger and stronger than you
And thought they were smarter
What if
women were the ones who started wars
What if
too many of your friends had been raped by women wielding giant dildos
and no K-Y Jelly
What if
the state trooper
who pulled you over on the New Jersey Turnpike
was a woman
and carried a gun
What if
the ability to menstruate
was the prerequisite for most high-paying jobs
What if
your attractiveness to women depended
on the size of your penis
What if
every time women saw you
they’d hoot and make jerking motions with their hands
What if
women were always making jokes
about how ugly penises are
and how bad sperm tastes
What if
you had to explain what’s wrong with your car
to big sweaty women with greasy hands
who stared at your crotch
In a garage where you are surrounded
by posters of naked men with hard-ons
What if
men’s magazines featured cover photos
of 14-year-old boys
with socks
tucked into the front of their jeans
and articles like:
“How to tell if your wife is unfaithful”
or
“What your doctor won’t tell you about your prostate”
or
“The truth about impotence”
What if
the doctor who examined your prostate
was a woman
and called you “Honey”
What if
You had to inhale your boss’s stale cigar breath
as she insisted that sleeping with her
was part of the job
What if
You couldn’t get away because
the company dress code required
you wear shoes
designed to keep you from running
And what if
after all that
women still wanted you
to love them.- Carol Diehl
(via life-in-neon)
Helen Boyd posted about two cool Chrome extensions:
- Jailbreak the Patriarchy switches “he” and “she” pronouns as well as other gendered words (mother, father, etc)
- Jailbreak the Binary swaps all gendered pronouns for gender neutral ones.
Wicked, didn’t know about this!
oppressedbrowngirlsdoingthings:
Egyptian Aisha Mustafa, 19, has dazzled the physics world with a new invention that could launch spacecraft off the Earth’s surface and soaring through space without any fuel. Space is filled with a billowing sea of quantum particles that jump in and out of existence, and Aisha Mustafa proposes using thin silicon panels, spaced closely together, to trap these particles and then move against them, creating a propelling force. This innovation would make space exploration lighter, safer and cheaper than the traditional “blast off” method. Mustafa still has some design work to do, but unfortunately her research is currently limited by lack of state funding for space science departments at the university level, though her school’s science club did help fund her application for a patent.
What a woman.
nah lies all oppression
And speaking of bad ass lady scientists.
Oooh, sailing to the stars on a sea of quantum foam? Space travel hasn’t been this romantic since the lumeniferous aether was exploded!
More awesome than my body can handle
Amazing.
Why the hell am I spending time looking at fancy lingerie? Why do I actually care? I can’t speak for lesbian relationships, as I’ve only been with guys, but seriously, it all comes off in the end, doesn’t it? The guys I’ve had relationships with (both romantically and platonically) are generally so excited that they’re about to see boobs that they could care less about what’s covering them.
And yet, I feel this compulsion to keep looking.
Lingerie is wonderful. I love the feeling of it, I love how it makes me feel, and I love how it makes me look. When I put on something sexy, it’s always for me first and my partner second. Of course, my partner’s reaction to it falls into the “how it makes me feel” category, but it’s only a small part of the bigger picture. And anyway, more than half the time I do wear lingerie, I’m home alone. ;)
As Mitch Hedberg said, “I don’t stop doing something because of what happens at the end. Do you want an apple? No, eventually it will be a core.”
So, anyway… I don’t think there’s anything wrong with looking at and enjoying lingerie. It’s fun! (And I promise, there are lots of people who enjoy seeing their partners in sexy stuff.)
Boud
thats it
thats all that is left
OF MY ENTIRE
NAME
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omg cry
u gog
(via billie-joe)
th th
CAN’T BEAT MY “TH”S.
h t butt
HOT BUTT
h w
Wow, that’s first middle and last, reduced to two letters. I don’t like this game.
Want.
(Source: pearmaiden, via nudityandnerdery)
Someone explain to me why I have like life-altering orgasms with like so much cum when I masturbate when I actually have sex it sucks
Hey, me too.