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I tweeted this admittedly kind of creepy, but hardly pornographic, face-torso picture of a painting the other night, and yfrog, Twitter’s photo hosting website, REMOVED IT. Really? This is the picture. Did it really deserve to be censored?

Why, frog?


This orgy post just keeps on giving. Here’s a snippet from an email I got from someone who read it, after he told me about his adopted Korean grandchildren: So, having a small, Green pad, doing your 16 hours in medical research/week, performing your role at the community theater tonight, […]

It’s Evolution, Baby!




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Joys of being single edition aka I get by with a little help from my friends. Subject: “Wanna fuck?” Followed by a “JK!” Your meaning eludes me. _________ “Y’know she’s married, right?” “Would I be attracted to her if she wasn’t?” _________ For Jami You and I go together like […]

Haiku for Adulthood #47-#51


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Last week, I wrote these limericks about being a frustrated bisexual, one of which included a story from my past where I behaved like a douche canoe. And I WAS FORGIVEN. In the comments. Check that shit out. Limericks bring people together! In my lesbian column, I compared friendship to […]

Reconciling friendships, one limerick at a time!


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One about boobs, per request. Freud would have a field day with me! Good thing he’s dead. Of all the wondrous boobs I’ve known, the most fascinating are my own. ________ __ And here’s one about embracing my hipsterrificness: I can’t cross my legs but you know what, fuck it. […]

Haiku for Adulthood #34-#35