'Choose life'. Well, that's the beauty of it. We get to choose. Sarina can choose her way, and I can choose mine. Simple.

He's a little intrusive, but why put his card online?

You'd think they were labouring under the delusion that drunk young women were having sex with thin air - why the big concern about the chicks (well, duh we know why - pearl clutching and the like - but I still have to ask) shagging everything in sight after one too many Barcadi Breezers, with no thought for the gents…

Yeah, it was clearly really painful and I would've stopped after the bleeding started had it not meant leaving his back hair unsymmetrical. Mind you, it looked great afterwards and I imagine the first time is always the hardest.

I once waxed my ex's back. It was probably the funniest thing I've ever done.

They didn't mention the case in a completely separate, unrelated trial? If we're being asked to ignore the allegations of dishonesty against DSK's accuser, as well as allegations of assault against DSK himself, in order to ensure that he gets a fair trial, why on earth should this complaint have got mentioned in the…

I intend to name my next pet after my ex-lover's lover, a la the French royal mistress who's name escapes me.

'Life is coed' - well, that is just the best thing I have read all day.

Improvisational buskers on the London Underground have incorporated my passing into their songs (with specific references to the clothes I'm wearing, etc.) and I would definitely miss this. The group of boys that yelled 'Slag!' at me from a car a few weeks ago - I can live without them.

How did you get that picture of my forehead?!!

Well, allegedy the risks of cancer from mobile phones are similar to that of drinking coffee and I can't cope without that either.

My god, I am totally dying it hot pink one day. If only to freak the shit out of some of my cockier manpanions.

I love my ladyshave system of trimming the 'mound' (not complete removal or I look like a prepubescent) and then removing everything that creeps onto my legs (I like clean lines) and everything in and around the pinker bits of my ladyparts. I had to justify this to a lover a couple of weeks ago when I challenged his…

It's a British tradition that the best man must attempt to sleep with at least one of the bridesmaids and at least one of the bridesmaids must get laid (anyone will do, doesn't have to be a member of the bridal party). You're living in the wrong country, my friend.

Sort of encourages the whole 'women as prizes' thing, but otherwise - consensual? Check. Safe and legal? Check. Doesn't really affect any else's life (I'm going to blithely assume that salesmen with spouses skipped out on this one)? Check. Fine with me.

It's consensual and she's overage. The fact she grew up without him mitigates the risk that he is abusing fatherly power and authority - although it's possible she hero-worshipped an absent father and this fueled her feelings for him when they met, but that is something that's true of a lot of relationships and can't…

I love you for this.

Smart (as in, smartly dressed, IMO) is a nice way of putting it - like, you're not massive, but you are really neat and tidy. Your dick doesn't hang all over the place like a giant thing, getting in the way of how neat you look.

On Chesil Beach left me feeling cold and empty for people who don't get decent sex education.

These guys were presumably watched whilst performing the tasks (probably making lots of social desirability stuff flash on and off in their brains) - didn't someone think to let half of them braid alone and see what the difference was then? Bet braiding alone (or without everyone's knowledge) causes less…