I'm just a 31 year old chick from Rhode Island, married to a Canadian, tattooed, childfree, and a World of Warcraft addict. I fancy myself a photographer, or an artist, but who am I kidding - I count pills and sell drugs to junkies.
I write about everything. If you don't like it, if it's too personal, if you don't want to hear it, if it offends you, if it's about you, I don't care.
I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control, and at times hard to handle, but if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
How not to impress your wife in the middle of the night: Dress up as Darth Vader, and do shit like this.
From the Studen Doctor Network Forums, where they have perhaps the greated thread ever devoted to things they’ve learned from their patients:
“If you are 13 and feeling….experimental….Don’t use the dish hose from the sink as your ambassador to rectal pleasure. If you do, the spring-loaded handle thingy will open after you shove it up past the anus, making it impossible to get out.
Furthermore, it will be difficult to explain to your step-father when he discovers you how you became ‘tethered’ to the sink by the dish hose.
You’ll have to have it surgically removed. And I’m betting nobody will volunteer to do the dishes ever again…”
Do You Take It by The Wetspots asks the question that’s on everyone’s mind this Valentine’s Day.
This one is for Eddie, who will watch this and go “omgwtf that’s horrible!”
But on the otherhand, this one makes me feel funny in my pants.
