First of all, don't forget to enter my super duper contest . The winner gets the Crude-alicious Award, which can be very prestigious in some countries. All you have to do is give your most original name for a females chest and a males member. That shouldn't be hard (ba dum CHA)! OK. Topic du jour: Why are some people so fucking clueless that it stops other people in their tracks? My husband used to work with a woman who was a receptionist. Her main purpose was to answer the phone and greet visitors who walked through the door. Her telephone etiquette was adequate. But whenever anyone would walk through the door they would see her, stop dead in their tracks and STARE with their jaws hanging open and a look of complete revulsion on their faces. Did she have two heads? Major face acne? An unbandaged, open wound that was badly infected? No, none of these. Indeed, she was ALWAYS in some part of the process of eating a boiled egg with an equal portion of mayonnaise slathered on it. ...
Like sex, but with a B.