When Breasts Attack!
A man in Washington State is no more because he was smothered to death by his girlfriend’s breasts. Apparently, witnesses saw the couple arguing in their trailer park and saw the woman throw her boyfriend, […]
A man in Washington State is no more because he was smothered to death by his girlfriend’s breasts. Apparently, witnesses saw the couple arguing in their trailer park and saw the woman throw her boyfriend, […]
If I could, I would live by two songs: 1. Helen Reddy’s I am Woman (“I am strong, I am invincible, I am WOMAN!”)1 2. Irving Berlin’s Anything You Can Do I Can Do Better […]
Lucky Magazine is my favorite fashion rag, as the photos are always so pretty and the styles always impeccable. Yet, I felt just terrible recently when I came across this query from Emma in the […]
According to a photo article in the Huffington Post (which is an article aimed at readers who can’t read a lot of words), men have problems bonding with a woman whose house contains or exhibits […]
“Hey B-Bop…count Chief Money Maker’s toes.” The four-year old child of a friend jumped on the task and began counting down Chief’s toes as they peeked out of his sandals. “…seven………….eight……………..nine???” Then he stood there […]
Why in the hell does she leave me vague voice-mail messages like that? “We need to talk,” she says. “Call me.” Is it that difficult to give me a little clue as to what we […]
If you’re a comedian and need material for your act, all you have to do is board a plane. Enclosing yourself in a phallic shaped jet with 200 strangers and a bathroom that’s only a […]
The clock screamed 6:15 a.m. as I tried to decide if I should use the pillow to cover my ears to drown out the sound I’d dealt with all night, or use it to permanently […]
I want to thank Thomas Sullivan for his fall-on-the-floor hilarious piece that can be found here: Signs That He’s Probably Not the One. I thought it would only be fair to present a woman’s point […]
I have the dubious distinction of being one of only two known liberals in my family. There might be a couple more in a closet somewhere, but, if so, nobody’s talking. The rest of my […]