[…] after convincing myself that it sounded more like a facial money shot (a very hetero facial money shot), I streaked across the street (while dripping wet) and retrieved the Crème Douche.
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On My Deflowering
[…] If you’re here because you heard about my ad space, don’t worry; it’s still on the market. I won’t let myself get tied down by any single blog. There are just too many blogs in the blogosphere, and I’ve got plenty of ad space to go around.
Sicko This Country
[…] I haven’t been to a doctor in years, aside from semi-regular STD screenings that are necessary for me to continue having promiscuous sex. Even to get these screenings, I must first prove that I am high-risk by bringing photos of myself having IV drug sex with rabid monkeys.
