Feb
22
Ask Me About My Love Life
…and here’s my usual jerk-off reply. Take the girls I’ve dated or bedded in the last decade and put them in a room (for the sake of machismo, let’s make it a conference room). Let me tell just one lame joke about the male member. Let it be about mine specifically. Roll on snare drum and cue the uproarious yet unwarranted laughter. Now freeze. In the crowd of receptive merriment and toothy smiles, find the one girl who’s rolling her eyes, wholeheartedly unimpressed. There’s my love life. No laughs, no dice. God I hate this stuff.
