And may your nearest redeemer for frequent flirter miles not be a 3 ft tall, grammatically challenged know-it-all. Although, this little green ladies’ man seems to know his way around a flirt…and a skirt. Once again, men are left scratching their heads as the whole concept of “size matters” is shot to hell by this …
Get your booty shakin’ and your sex life quakin.’ Or so say the sexperts! It turns out exercise is good for more than buns of steel. It also promises tons of squeal…in the bedroom. Or maybe it’s the steel causing the squeal? 😉 Either way, that’s quite the incentive for squeezing in some sweat time. …
Love is a merciless cycle with more white knights and horses’ asses than a mall carousel. And there’s no getting off. We woo, become two, screw…and someone says “we’re through.” A heart is broken. Tweet and Repeat. When soaring high amid the heart-shaped clouds of Cupid’s fleeting bliss, the heart pays no mind to Newton’s …
Here a chick, there a chick. Everywhere a cheat, cheat? Ok, so maybe not everywhere. But tweet this! Women’s marital plates are now rivaling men’s when it comes to a little somethin’ somethin’ on the side. A daringly sweet dessert to offset the mundanely sour entree, perhaps? “Bone” appetit! Her sweet tooth is her …
Peter, Peter, pumpkin-eater…had a wife and couldn’t keep her. He must’ve been checking out some other hottie’s melons. Marriage is challenging even in Mother Goose’s land of lollipops and twinkle, twinkle little stars? Cheating is complicated, common, and anything but new. Modern day men cheat on wives. “Good old days” men cheated on wives. As …
Communication is many things. Heard, misheard, code word, wrong word… and between couples, a 4-letter word. Attempting to translate the alien language of the opposite sex proves to be difficult, frustrating, and, at times, futile. In the words of Charlie Brown’s teacher, “wa wah wa wah wah wah wa wa.” Or something like that. …
French kissing. Tongue wrestling. Face sucking. Lip Locking. Spit swapping. Whatever your term selection for tonguing affection, kissing is the shiznit, no? An upper persuasion for a lower invasion, as they say. If romance movies have taught us anything, it’s that a knee weakening, head dizzying, passionate tongue tango is all the erotic prodding a …
He is. He’s not. They love him. They hate him. It’s too much. Pretending to be someone he isn’t is tormenting his psyche, imprisoning his spirit, and annihilating his self-esteem. He knows he’s different. He’s always known. Always shouldered the burdensome lie. But as most burdens do, this one has become too heavy to bear. …
There’s a popular notion spoon fed to us by barbie media…willingly embraced by the conservative woman, vehemently rejected by the liberal woman, yet, on some level, wrestled with by every woman. Open wide! The notion of “happily ever after.” A studly white knight on a horse who whisks us off to the land of eternal …
Saying “I do” … $20,000. First twirl of the “virginal” lily white gown around the dance floor as husband and wife … $3000. That dreamy oblivious newlywed stare as guests gorge on cake and romance… $1000. One hell of a honeymoon night romp… $2000. That sex-starved post-dreamy glazed over look of defeat after several years …