Ah, so Dr. Jenn will lay on you some lame mumbo-jumbo straight out of a graduate seminar and then some boob will take compromising photographs of you. Gee, to whom do we write the check?

For all of Dr. Jenn’s blathering about her regard for empowering females, we’re willing to bet a hefty chunk of change that she’s offering these pathetic seminars because she’s married to some fellow who has a real job and who brings home the bacon. That is to say, we’d wager that she’s managed to live the perfect pre-feminist bourgeois life that women’s studies professors are supposed to disdain. She can talk about cucumbers and K-Y all she wants, but hubby still flips the bill.

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