What kind of freakin farm animals are we? I'm washing my hands in the men's room at work and someone's phone starts to ring. Rather than let it ring, the fine gentleman at the urinal answers it (one handed, oooh). As he backs away, it automatically flushes (had to hear that on the other end... charming). He then actually walks up to a sink and ( Read more... )

Is there a clue phone nearby with a sliver of paper between the striker and bell? Just lately I've been innundated by guys (esp those lovely bear types) wanting to do me. In particular, there have been a few from SoCal who have suggested I hop onto a plane or train to go see them. Am I simply not realizing my potential as an attractive sexual being ( Read more... )

I expected to do a quick google of Courtney and re-read part of her dommely manifesto. Instead I found a YouTube video purporting to have captured her in a drunken state. Could it be?

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