Bros, I know you've been frustrated about the ladies not giving you any action. Ladies, I know you've been frustrated about dudes being pigs. Let's just kill two birds with one stone, sexually, yes?

Do you find the color pink to be threatening? If so, you're probably a woman. (Not a man.) And who's hurt by your irrational hatred of pink? Your very own healthy breasts. Get it together, ladies.

In sleepy Raleigh, North Carolina sits Peace College—not a hippie school, as you would suspect, but a women's college, which is basically the same thing. But not for long! Peace has announced plans to let dudes attends. But, as a compromise, they will remain segregated in classes. Way to satisfy no one at all!

The people who sell milk (who ARE those people?) started an edgy and viral marketing campaign last month based on the scientific(?) fact that milk can help ease PMS symptoms in women. The edgy part was that the campaign was aimed at dudes, the ones who suffer most when chicks are on the rag! "Slip your bitch some…

Women: why don't they go out and get a job? In a time when our nation's rents are rising, it might be kind of nice—I'm just saying—it might be kind of nice if someone in this apartment with a vagina started bringing in some income. I'm just saying.

Women: can we talk about your flaws, for once? I mean really. Hey, how about the way women drive? Have you seen this? Totally outta control. Science, can I get some backup here?

Is Catholic-filled Catholic University a "den of sin," infested with more STDs than your average koala bear? One can scarcely draw any other conclusion, based on the fact that the school's president now believes he must forcefully segregate students of opposite genders from one another, lest all this hot, hot sexxx…

As you would expect, the hottest business story on Long Island right now is the ongoing rivalry between traditional breast-ogling wings bar Hooters and its upstart rival, Canz. The gross patriarchal undertones are being analyzed in typical Long Island fashion.

VS Naipaul is a winner of the Nobel Prize for literature, and is considered one of the greatest British writers of his generation. So he must be a smart guy, right? Sure, sure.

If we have learned anything about you, the Gawker Readers, it is that most of you are constantly finding yourselves in romantic situations that you consider "creepy." Thank god we came along as an outlet for your not-so-sexxxy stories.

Fellas: you know how it is, right? Yeah, you know what I'm talking about. You come home from a long day at work, stretch out on the couch with a cold one—and all of a sudden, it's "Honey, can you help me clean up?"

Yesterday we published the story of a woman in Midtown who received a "sicere solicitation" of love—via business card—provided that she was "Not Compromised." Many readers hastened to send in their own tales of business card-based solicitations!

Yesterday afternoon, a reader sent us an alarming tale of the perils of love in the big city.

The sex wars are over, and the men won! Yeah! According to a study! But not just any study—a study of l'amour, a way that guys say "love" when we are being especially seductive.

Do you think that the University of Chicago is just going to sit around like a bunch of lonely nerds while their crosstown rivals, Northwestern, hold hot live fucksaw demonstrations and Chet Haze concerts and brothel parties?

Women: always sneaking up behind men, trying to take our money. The latest confirmation comes from a new White House report on the "state of women," which confirms what you'd always suspected: women are catching up. Oh, they're still lagging—women make about 75% as much as men these days, for the same jobs—but they're…

What is the point of "fashion?" The point of fashion is to repel men. Oh. Okay. Darn. This topic admittedly surpasses my understanding. Does it work, this fashion thing?

Regarding the other ballot measure you were all wondering about: voters in the 3rd Berkshire District in Pittsfield, Massachusetts rejected a proposal to allow women to walk around topless in public. Their reasoning, though, was odd.

Malik Turner, a 40 year-old Manhattan man who works for UPS, is tired of the bar scene and skeptical of internet dating. So he went ahead and posted some very direct personal ads on pay phone booths. Ladies?

Middle-aged writer Lois Romano explores how her own dating "litmus tests" and "dealbreakers" differ from those of her daughters. Fine. What about her sons? She has none. Out of respect for gender equality, we present some dating dealbreakers for men.