Blending into the crowd just isn’t in the cards for some folks.  They’re compelled to stand out.  I sort of understand.  Why be bland?  Why go quietly into that good night, or convenience store?  That being said, being arrested and  thrown into the clink has its definite drawbacks.

Though, sometimes it’s worth it to make that statement.  Where would we be without such attention whores such as Abraham Lincoln and his funny hat, countless Popes and their funny hats, the Mad– (continue reading…)

Every dog has its day; the same is true for gynecologists.  Sure, these most pussy probing of doctors have to deal with a lot of daily nasty, but every now and they get to peer, query, and possible poke the very finest that the wet and wild world of pussy has to offer.

Okay, I know what you’re thinking: it’s not like that, this scene from I Love my Gyneacologist 2 is pure fiction, a twisted fantasy dreamed up for my benefit.  Granted, you have a point, my– (continue reading…)