Robert G. complains about men and makes with the funny.
Also, he occasionally posts pictures of David's porn collection.
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Anonymous
I went to their first live show (and I have an autographed shirt from that hanging in my room), so I already had a chance to tell them one thing about myself, when they asked everyone to fill out notecards for them to read. Mine said, “Chemda [The girl], I would totally go straight for you”.
In response to the question, “My girlfriend won’t go down on me. Can I convince her to change her mind?”, Keith says, “Pretend your dick is an airplane and her mouth is a hangar. “
Presenting a project to these people today. I imagine they will bring the desk with them to the conference room, so that they can do the best job possible of looking at me both through, and over, their glasses.
One of THE most unsettlings things I have seen today. And I went to work today, so.
Edit: Yes, this is an actual ad I saw on an actual website. WHO WOULD WANT TO CLICK ON THIS.
Frequently, after I go to the gym, I stop by a corner store that is between the gym and my home to pick up a protein shake, or something else quasi healthy to ward off the immediate pangs of hunger. Recently, I’ve also been picking up toilet paper, because it is something I need in my life. Because they only have the tiny rolls of it, I have to buy it frequently, creating a self perpetuating cycle of me stopping by there for a paltry amount of toilet paper.
Anyway, it was only when I got to the register today that I realized that I am the guy who comes in every week and buys a protein shake and toilet paper. What the FUCK do they think about my life habits? “Hey, here’s chug and shit again. Always chuggin’ protein and shittin’. Boy, whatta life!” or maybe they call me protein wipes! At any rate, I’m pretty positive by now that my chances with the cute guy behind the counter are shot.
Anonymous
Dicks.
Dicks o’clock.
