We're heading into stormy seas. Turbulence, quicksand, minefields, a bear trap, a maze of mirrors. The most dangerous place in the universe for any man with half a microgram of sense: a public discussion of the anatomy in the nether regions belonging to non-men, in other words women (AAAHHH-OOOO-GAAAA!!!!! WARNING!!!! DIVE!!! DIVE!!! AND BRING ME… Continue reading Going south (of the waistline)
Stories from the South and the subconscious