The sexual tension in this photo is almost as taut and thick as this woman’s inner thigh. I bet the guy is not exactly slack-muscled either. I always hear people complaining about their girlfriends (and sometimes boyfriends) being expensive. First off, you’re dating the wrong people. Secondly, it doesn’t

So I finally got my shit together and answered a whole bunch of questions that you, my dear readers, sent in through Facebook and Twitter. The responses are in this video below.

I’m gonna put it right out there: Me and my guy, we know how to get down. But it wasn’t always that way. There was a time when we hadn’t found our groove, when he lacked experience (he went directly from high school to the military and remained in the

At an art show the other day, I met a princely man in a pea green windbreaker,  tribal print backwards baseball hat, and turquoise necklace.  I knew that we would get along, and not just because he was channeling a nature walk-loving Will Smith circa Fresh Prince of Bel Air-slash-

Okay, actually, I mean my daddy issues.  And I don’t mean all of that psychological hoo-ha about abandonment and male authority figures or whatever.  I’m talking about having the hots for guys in khakis and Hawaiian shirts.  As soon as I see a strapping twentysomething in the same outfit that

Hi GUYS! It’s been a second. Sorry about the delayed finale to this series, but I’ve been travelling/hungover most days in the past month and I just really didn’t feel like doling out recommendations to you because there’s a part of me that thinks maybe I should clean up my act and calm down and put a halt to this raucous, unstable, indulgent, satanic party of a lifestyle.

Yeah. With your dumb orange car.  Hey cats and kittens, it’s that time again! Happy belated Memorial Day. Hope you’re still making out with a soldier you met last night, and eating leftover BBQing burgers, cooked in the name of our brave civil war heroes. It’s that blissful time of year when day-drunk