Please. If we're gonna blow shit up, let's really blow shit up. Nothing says "I care" like a 2000 pound shell fired 40 miles inland. And you can't tell it from the video, but the firing of those guns moves that 44,000 ton ship sideways.
I was all primed and ready to head to bed after that class of wine. On a whim, I went to sit on the front porch and who did I meet, but a very friendly, very cute cat? She's so playful, I hope she sticks around. She probably will because I gave her scraps and a bowl of water. Did you know that cats can lick their own vaginas?
Once, in a contest, I won a book about a guy who became obsessed with the idea that his penis was too small. He went through pretty much every trick in the book, but in the end the one that "worked" basically consisted of stretching exercises called "jelqing." It is as bad for you as it sounds.
Kind of. He actually found me on twitter, then on Facebook to tell me I'd won, and I figured the least I could do was read the free book. The book is here: <a class="postlink" href="http://www.amazon.com/Year-Cock-Remarkable-Account-Married/dp/0446582166" onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;">http://www.amazon.com/Year-Cock-Remarka ... 0446582166</a>
I'm currently at 9 months of no washing on my Nudies and 6 months on a pair of Naked and Famous. I don't think I look like a hobo, but I suppose that's debatable. Putting your jeans in the dryer is the worst thing you could possibly do. Every time you do, a baby otter dies.
Well, I will pretend to have a sense of humour about you. Wait, a post search has just rendered you...well, boring. I've noticed that insecure people really can't stand me. It works for me.