this old chestnut.

Maybe I can get out of the greys with this one.

OK. I’ll bite.

Maybe not the wildest, but perhaps my proudest.

This was not my hook-up but I witnessed the hook-up.

This is not my story. I was merely an observer on this crazy wedding hook-up ride.

This is usually about the point where I stop watching The Bachelor or Bachelorette. I only like it at the beginning when you have all the crazies (see the guy who wore a mask during his tenure, also Yoga Tony from this season) and the ridiculous drama (see this season’s ambiguously gay duo) but then I get bored when…

Noooooooo, not really. What would happen first is the NFLPA would probably file a lawsuit against the NFL for violating their collective bargaining rights, at which point an independent counsel would decided whether or not Goodell has the authority, based on the league’s constitution, to arbitrarily hand out…

lol @ the salty soldiers all over this post~

I think I am a very eligible Bachelor, in this country and in this world. I am an enigma and who I am is a gift that you unwrap for life.

They dress that boy like he’s the consumptive shut in child from The Secret Garden.

You people can be so exhausting.

I know! I’ve been stunned by the yes / no ratio. I mean, I’m not having sex while uninvolved people are in the room.

LOL. You’ve got some convincing ladies on your hands.

But there’s one thing, above all else, that you should remember as she gets close to orgasm: do not change what you’re doing in terms of routine and pacing.

Can you please write an article on “How to Become a Fellatio Master” I would like to learn more about this. Thanks I love your articles :)

My late husband and his best man were in charge of transporting the liquor and the wedding cake to the hall before heading off to the church. They very carefully filled the trunk of the borrowed Lincoln with all the booze, then gingerly set the cake on top.

My pops is black and my mom is white, and when they got married in the early 80s in buttfuck Colorado this was quite the anomaly/scandal. They couldn't find a black groom cake topper so they just sharpied in a white dude. Nothing says “special day” like blackface on your wedding cake