Kate Ryan
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My tights are cutting me in half at the waist . . . just like a sausage in its casing.
Read...Writing simply does for me what long walks do for small dogs; it makes me tired and happy.
Read..."No self-respecting journalist or publication would ever hire someone who employs the word 'sh--' as a title for anything."
Read...The bread had to be store-bought and white, of course, so as not to raise a red flag among my classmates. I still see rebellion in a ham sandwich.
Read...The Gap come autumn: where normcore and film noir cleverly collide.
Read...Light some candles and use those bath salts you've been saving for a special occasion. Masturbate for 55 minutes.
Read...The case of beer I brought, as my mother explained, is “pure poison” and so I must drink it all by myself.
Read...For the record, I didn’t mean to be born so tall. I didn’t ask for bulky shoulders or a head that doesn’t fit most hats.
Read...We all love our dogs. However, some of us take it a little too far, convincing ourselves that our dogs are actually our children. You call your dog your “baby” one day, and the next thing you know, you’re pushing him or her down the street in an expensive stroller. How did we get here? Trust me, it’s a slippery slope. Here are 12 signs you might have a dog-child.
Read...Is flagging potentially offensive material taking the PC movement too far?
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