America, I have bills to pay.  This should be of no surprise to anyone because I am a) an adult and b) not a spoiled nitwit. Paying bills is going okay, but like most of you I could use a little financial security buffer. What if I were to have an emergency, such as an immediate and pressing need for as many pretzel M&Ms as could fit into a pool? It has come to my attention that the adult industry is extremely lucrative, financially, and requires little to no actual talent. I figure, why not ride this ocean wave until it stops waving and becomes just some loser motionless lake. So if you are over 18, totally feelin' ready to think about boning, and not currently reading this on a public library computer (cause that is just messed up, bro), then read more!

Um, this post may be NSFW. There's no dirty pictures or anything (sorry), but I don't want to be held responsible if your dumb job can't handle swear words, white-hot text-based erotica (or as I like to call it, "white-hot sext-based e-write-ica"), or gross misconceptions of what is sexy on my part.
 

BANGS!

10/23/2011

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The long version of this blog post: Once upon a time, I went to a salon for a haircut. The nice hairdresser talked me out of getting bangs because they're a lot of maintenance and, you know, you have nice bone structure, so why hide that pretty face? I'm the kind of person that listens to flattery from gay men. I'm also the kind of person that once went into Subway during their $2 6-inch sandwich deal and pretended to order a sandwich for myself and a fake person instead of just saying "So this mean I can have a $4 footlong, right?". For the record, I ordered essentially duplicate sandwiches, though I switched up the cheese to keep those Subway sandwich artists guessin'! Needless to say, I let the guy do a bang-less cut, and watched with envy as the world around me sideswept their way to happiness and success.