Further evidence that I should not be left alone for anything resembling “time” with my children. After the coffee this morning (ok, they didn’t drink the whole pot, but you shoulda seen them clean house. It was like watching Benny Hill. If Benny had ever cleaned house) we… …had the baby’s hair done! Yes, ninety […]
Or, why my wife doesn’t like to go on “boys night out.” We stopped in the restroom on the way out. Â It’s a nice, bright, and (thankfully) clean restroom, with about a dozen urinals on the wall. Â I’m taking care of business and my son is watching other patrons. Â A huge man walked in and […]
I’ve managed to NOT post about the Panther cheerleaders that had sex in a public restroom and then punched somebody who was complaining they were taking too long. I mean, this has all the classic TV movie elements: fame, sex, girl-girl sex, cheerleaders, cheerleader girl-girl sex, and violence – and I haven’t written about it […]