Yesterday, my friend Garret invited me, three other guys and a girl to celebrate one of his recent purchases – A billiards table. Now, just so you have an idea as to what kind of neighborhood I live in, buying a billiards table is tantamount to buying a brand new car and is, of course, [...]
Okay, so my mom and I had this conversation earlier: Mom: “So is giving away one of their dog’s puppies and Ryan’s pestering me to take it.” Me: “I don’t see a problem with it. I mean, Ryan and I like puppies; when that puppy turns into a dog in a couple of months, we’d [...]
Last night found me with lit candles and incense in my newly-decorated room while reading and drinking some leftover rum I found in the kitchen. Friends, this is what Mike “Fucking” Villar does sometimes to unwind. And really, can you think of better things than cheap liquor, a book, pleasant scents emanating from burning things [...]
Lately, I’ve been spending a lot of time in spas, massage parlors and, of course, their sordidly exhibitionist wet areas. I know “sordidly exhibitionist” probably doesn’t make sense to you right now; but it will. Also, fuck you. Anyway, I realized that there is a rule missing rule from the Rules of Spa Wet Areas [...]
A friend recently asked me over beers if there’s a specific threshold that a woman needs to pass, in terms of the number of sexual partners she’s had, for me to say “woah there, there’s no chance in hell that you and I are going to work out!” (Of course we all know this question, [...]
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