As for me, I’ll take the lasagne *and* the orgasm, preferably in that order. But I am a greedy one.

there was a debate over this feministing. There were plenty of commenters who noted her less than happy expression as well as the overall absurdity of the set up.
Then of course there were “she’s empowered” comments.

I share your disgust.

On a happier note I think this has inspired me to order lasagna tonite from the Italian restaurant my mother insists ordering from every Mother’s Day.
Granted their lasagna does not have such curb appeal.

And yeah, you HAVE been on fire for the last week or so, along with many of the regular commenters. I’m mostly in agreement but less eloquent than I used to think I was, so am content listening to women (’n men) listening to each other, and the occasional THWACK of a dude not being coddled.

Has anyone seen it?

I would still want one. I would excuse myself to the restaurant bathroom.

I am not going to stop loving orgasms, other nice stuff like food and bouncy castles are more stuff to do, not replacements.