Sometimes when you meet people there are things about them that allow you to quickly identify them as a “loser”.  But that’s not what this is about.  Today I’m talking about things people do once you’ve moved beyond the getting to know each other stage and have been dating for

By now, we’ve heard all about the Hipster Grifter, aka Kari Ferrell aka Korean Abdul “Jamar.” If you just can’t get enough of this broad, you can go here, here, here, here, here or even here if you want to see her naked. You know what, though, kids?  You don’t

Last week, at an undisclosed location, in an unattended bathroom, a dildo fell into sight from its hiding spot behind some shampoo.  I laughed.  Then, when I picked it up, I realized that I had NEVER actually touched a dildo before.  Strange, considering I feel like I’ve seen and done

I’ll shoot this one off since it is time sensitive. Today, the first 100 in store customers at Babeland get a FREE “Gold Digger” vibrator with its classy jewel studded base ($20 price tag, infinite value).  When the giveaway vibrator bucket is empty, the less enjoyable savings continue with Babeland 

Breaking up, for the most part, pretty much sucks, regardless if you are the one doing the breaking up or the one being broken up with.  I’m not gonna lie, though, being the dumpee totally sucks way worse.  The only thing that’s really going to make you feel better is

I probably wouldn’t address stripper trends unless it meant drastic price reductions, but I had an interesting encounter tangentially related to recession’s effect on skin shows. Last Sunday I met a friend of a friend. It was 6 pm and she had woken up moments before, still drunk from her

  Serial First Dating:  the act of (or addiction to) only going on first dates with members of whatever sex you want to bone.  If you’re aggressive about it (or are on OKCupid) it’s possible to score 7 dates in a week.  There are good, bad, and annoying things about

It’s time to get over Friday the 13th. I mean, the blood, from the ‘œth’? Seriously? Not scary. Worse still is that the movie that launched the craze is anti-sex. Puritanical Mrs. Voorhees hasn’t forgiven two counselors who had blissful, transcendental sex while her son Jason drowned nearby. Years later,