Haven't given a shit about WWE since Chyna left.

This goddamn itchy/moist ass. Bawled out by my boss for scratching today;

Squeee for me! Just found out this weekend that what I thought was a dive bar behind a pizza joint is, in fact, a damned good Italian upscale restaurant, with microbrews and the best gnocchi I've ever had.

God is Not Dead, He is Merely Unemployed
—Walt Kelly

"Under pressure!" — David Bowie duetting with Fred Mercury in Heaven.

Now I want to date you for your money. That shit's expensive.

Hell, I'm (nominally) gay, with a gay bar two blocks down, and I can't drag my ass out there anymore.

As someone with the same feelings about women, no problema. Now, if this guy wants an actual relationship afterwards just as your feeling ebb — well, welcome to the Guy's Club, we've ALL been there, straight and gay. Let him down easy, etc.

Just picturing his face during sex would have the same effect on me. Dude look wrong.

You're talking about it under an assumed name, in an anonymous forum. TALK TO YOUR PARTNER if you feel it's wrong.

As I mentioned here many, many times, I 3D render pics of nekkid women boxing. But a thought occurred to me tonight, as I collected my commission ($220!)— am I horribly sexualizing/fetishizing a genuine sport that women and men have tried so hard to take sex out of? The stigma is heavy on women's boxing — call a…

YEEEESSSSS!! And maybe the Pillows can release that soundtrack in U.S.?

Hee Hee Heee!

Huh.

Brian Blessed as Jehovah, Lord of Hosts.

Virginia Sanchez for Wonder Woman— if she could only act https://youtu.be/_rvgPq1vkNQ

I've said this before — If he was 30 years younger, the perfect John Constantine would be Michael Caine, NOT Sting. Caine can act, for one thing.

Whu—WHAT? I didn't know he was sick. RIP. And he had GREAT hair.

Uh, no— I meant Kate and William. Hang me for killing a joke.

Awww, damn!