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I almost peed my pants laughing so hard, then almost vomited. “Sure, old-man-I’ve-never-met-wearing-leis, come right over and make me cum!”
By the way, does anyone know what a “sexynone” is?

Back when I lived in Southern California, I did a lot of driving, most of which was spent in traffic. When you’re in traffic you get the opportunity to glance into a lot of people’s cars. There are many nasty people in America. Just look randomly at people whom you are driving next to and [...]

For people trying to network in the entertainment fields, MySpace has become a necessary evil*. That does NOT mean we all need to put our inner slut/sociopath/pussy/bitch/douchebag/rapist/stalker/egomaniac on display for total strangers to see and form opinions about. Most of us are guilty of at least one MyCrime, but it’s never too late to self-reform.

No woman in her right mind wants to be called “ma” or “li’l mama” or “baby gurl” or even “sweetie,” especially if you are nothing more than a MySpace acquaintance whom I’ve never met in person