Fun fact: when you look up “dat ass” in the dictionary, this is the photo you’ll see.
There’s a certain subset of men who will fall at the feet of any girl with a half-decent rack who knows the correct response to “Have fun storming the castle.”
I’ve been quite lucky that way.
I just found out today is National Cat Day. There’s a “pussy” joke to be made here, but I don’t have it in me.
Menfolk, I have a query for you.
A girl you’ve met casually a few times in a group setting asks you to go with her — just the two of you — to see a movie you’d chatted about briefly. Do you assume she’s hitting on you? (And if so, is that hot?) Or would you just figure she was being friendly based on mutual interest in the film?
Discuss, and feel free to ask friends.
When I say “don’t stop” in bed, it’s because I don’t have the mental capacities to get out the full thought: “Don’t stop…because if you do, I’ll have to kill you, and I really don’t feel like going to jail.”
Much like The Dude, I’m into the whole brevity thing. (Not for the act itself, just discussion therein.)