Now I was thinking hard about that, but I wasn’t sure how to get a hidden zipper in there without making a mess. And, yeah, the splattering part is gonna require some practice. You must have had a clever seamstress (if you did it yourself - Mad Props!). Maybe there are some possibilities with velcro. Honestly though,…

dance. Seriously. In sloooow motion.Stand up straight, then march in place super slow. Every time you bring a knee high up, push your chest toward you knee and pull your belly in as tight as you can. (I know, that’s 3 things at once- multi-tasking!) As you push your chest down, hold your arms in a punch-ready…

I keep getting them all mixed up with Gaga’s ex-fiance... There’s a “Taylor” in there somewhere, I think:/

Yeah. Celebs seem to struggle a lot with Identity (who am I really? See, I can play all of these different people). We usually don’t understand how it is that many of them lack a “center.” But then you don’t need a B.A. in the Liberal Arts to know that NONE of us really know who we are. We just get to play out the…

Eh, they’re a punk band. They HAVE to deny it.

At the very least, try to avoid any objects that appear dick-accommodating: some weird-looking dip, apple pie, basically anything in a bowl or jar that looks like it’s been stirred recently.

So Zinke wants to get rid of a bunch of monuments. I’m guessing a dude can’t put his dick into any of them then.

Well, my anus is “EXIT ONLY” but the other part, er....um..... sometimes home grown made toys are the best toys.

Makes you think twice about going to your new boyfriend’s house for the first time:/

I’m so glad you don’t either, Dear Ionizer.

And a list like that (or that very list) usually appears in an Adequate Man every post holiday season. Enjoy!

Eeeew. That’s true. Now I’m remembering the time I dropped a Brand New toilet roll into the toilet. Of course I fished it out:(

Now I’m curious. If you were to move in with him, will you keep the cleaner if he’s paying for it?

Hey, if it makes you feel better to believe that................

Here’s hoping.

As so many have already said, it’s highly unlikely that “the world will end.” Our species probably will, but unlikely that the planet will miss us.

Seriously, we all need to relax and think more “enjoy” rather than “conquering.” I don’t care if I look silly running laps waist-deep in a pool. The resistance is awesome, gravity get’s to (sorta) go f*ck itself, and I feel like a young dog chasing a Bugatti (very fast car:)

After a lifetime of working out (carefully) with every fitness goal in mind, I still can’t do them. I have decided:
They are pointless, and we should just stop doing them.

I hate to sound like a prude, but breasts just seem like a poor fashion substitute for what could be a beautiful bodice - so many possibilities. Boobs just seem.... too easy (and a little desperate some times).

FAB;)