The Unimportant Shits You Bother To Read

Well, months have passed since my first blog entry. Nothing significant happens, except maybe my pubic hair has grown several inches longer.

People may question why I don’t blog very often (gah, so "blog" is a verb now?).  Frankly, who cares? What’s so important about it?  I mean, do people really care about how hurt your feelings are today  because your boyfriend practiced ventriloquism using his wang in front of your parents? Or is it really my business if it takes you several hours of bathroom time every morning, let alone *what* are you actually doing there?

But since we’re talking about bathroom, let me share you a bathroom incident I once had during my drunken stupor. See, I came home pretty drunk that night, and to please those emo sissies who happen to read this <ugh> blog, let’s add that I just broke up with my girlfriend as well.

Alas, I happened to be horny at that time. Having no girlfriend around, I naturally went to the bathroom and…..

But hey, wait. WHAT are you thinking now? Are you expecting a whacky-jacky story? A detailed account on every jerking motion? Shame shame shame.

Nah, I won’t share you *that* much details. Suffice to say that it was the most painful experience I ever had. Nonetheless, amidst my tears, I still remembered to make note to self: never, ever confuse Vicks Vaporub with KY Jelly!

Warning: never mistakenly take THIS for lube!

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