Jezebel: phone sex

"My Girlfriend Has Had Four Abortions. Is That A Lot?"

Tracie — Fri, 18 Jul 2008 16:20:00 EDT

It's time for another installment of Pot Psychology, the "advice" column in which we attempt to solve everyone's problems with an herbal remedy. (Remember, kids: Don't do drugs!) In this very special Summer Jamz at the Jerzey Shore episode, the Stevie B to my Stacey Q, Rich, helps me answer questions about fisting, "large" vaginas, and Mariah Carey. Got a burning question? Send it to potpsych@jezebel.com. (Please keep them short; they're verrrry hard to read when stoned.) P.S. We like pictures because they're easier than reading, so feel free to send some our way.

"Is It Weird To Masturbate With A Stuffed Animal?"

Tracie — Thu, 10 Apr 2008 16:20:00 EDT

It's time for another installment of Pot Psychology, the advice column in which everyone's problems are solved with an "herbal" remedy. (Note: Pot Psychology will appear on Fridays, not Thursdays, from now on.) In this episode, the wind beneath my wings, Rich, and I pull a Tyra and offer up a clip show of never-before-seen footage and unanswered questions on topics like weird-tasting breasts, phone sex, and avoiding people you don't like. Got a burning question? Send it to tips@jezebel.com with "Pot Psychology" in the subject line. (Please keep them short; they're verrrry hard to read when stoned.)

Senior citizens in Western Pennsylvania...

Slut Machine — Tue, 04 Mar 2008 14:40:00 EST

Senior citizens in Western Pennsylvania dialing the number for Medicare listed in Verizon's 2007 White Pages are accidentally getting health benefits of a very different kind. It turns out that the toll-free number listed is actually for a Philadelphia-based phone sex line. The 2008 White Pages with the correct number for Medicare will be distributed this month. [AVN]

You Know How Kinda Fat Used To Be The Beauty Ideal Or Something? Well Okay But This Is Gross

Moe — Thu, 05 Jul 2007 12:58:29 EDT

When we used to work phone sex we had a guy who'd call up all sweaty and heavy-breathing and because you're supposed to try and keep them on the phone for as many $3.99 minutes as possible, we asked why he was breathing so hard and his reply was: "I'm really really really fat." (Ooooh, HOT!) His story was that his wife and him used to weigh about 250 pounds each, but when she started dieting she tied him to the bed and force fed him melted Phish Food through a funnel to the point that he now weighed 1,200. (Oh we just LOVE a guy with a little EXTRA!) Anyway, we always thought that was soooooo weird that he got off on that shit, until we read there was a whole country of people like him!

Centuries-old poems glorified women immobilized by fat, moving so slowly they seemed to stand still, unable to hoist themselves onto camels without the aid of men's willing hands. Girls as young as 5 and as old as 19 had to drink up to five gallons of fat-rich camel's or cow's milk daily, aiming for silvery stretch marks on their upper arms.

It gets grosser!

If a girl refused or vomited, the village weight-gain specialist might squeeze her foot between sticks, pull her ear, pinch her inner thigh, bend her finger backward or force her to drink her own vomit. In extreme cases, girls died.

Fuck! Anyway this is a public health crisis in Mauritania, as if the region needed any more of those, so we probably shouldn't have used it as an opportunity to tell you about ourselves again, but we're suffering from a little public health crisis known as Fourth Of July, so um deal.

In Mauritania, Seeking to End an Overfed Ideal [NY Times]