My wife and I had gotten to know our neighbors well over the past year since they moved in next door. We socialized often, especially on weekends, switching turns hosting dinner. 630 more words
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Sometimes when I’m driving, I get lost in my own little world and forget about the other people on the road. This is not a good thing. 532 more words
We’re nearing that time of year once again when the matriculating members of our society don their thinking caps (or beer helmets in the case of university students) and return to the hallowed halls of their alma wherevers to commence another year of earnest learning (or lessons in how to *just* avoid alcohol poisoning, once again in the case of university students.) So in honour of all the students heading back to school this week and next, I did this doodle-filled mani that looks a bit like the scratchings you’d find in your average school-issued textbook. Just with fewer penises.
It’s axiomatic that men lie about the size of their penis. There are numerous alleged rules that exist to help one discover a man’s true penis size, ranging from using his shoe size, to the distance between the tips of his thumb and forefinger at their most distant points, to simply modifying whatever he tells you to a suitably smaller value. 730 more words