If a date didn't sleep with me on the first night, I'd probably dump them. It's funny what people think regarding sex. What are you saving it for, I ask? (The judeo Christian mentality has a lot to answer for, and in all honesty, for the most part, the religious say one thing in public and then do whatever they like in private)
So, chop your own wood and, as they say - actually my next door neighbour, Gordon, says - it warms you twice.
My mouth fell open when Jill told me she hasn't had sex in ten years. Actually, Jill hired a male escort when the anniversary of her ten years was looming, so she didn't earn that particular honour. Good for her. Joel, apparently he was just the ticket.
Jill's still cross with me for still having all my assets tied up with Mark. Mark's my soul mate in life, and if I die, what do I care, anyway. I'll be dead.
I love living on my own, finally, but occasionally, because my house used to be such a big party house, when me and all the boys lived here, it seems like the party finished and I forgot to leave. Just sometimes.
Who'd watch South Park while the Simpsons is still being produced? I just don't have the South Park gene.
There are times that I just need someone who knows me well? All that explaining that I don't need to do.
Human beings are beyond redemption. The world is going to hell and nobody is taking it seriously. None of us are getting out of here alive.
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