How the hell is it June already? Did May even happen? Did the Rapture suck up a mess of hours instead of pious people? Do cell phones cause brain tumors? Oh wait, that last one is a little off topic. Blame Sprocket. Or just go read my thoughts on the […]
Speaking of shit I can’t make up, the people that brought you vajazzling just introduced a revolutionary new product – The Pejazzle!
Yup. It’s your favorite time of the month, Interwebz. Yet again, I’m going to prove that my readers are even more whacked in the cabeza than I am by sharing the frightening searches that bring new viewers here to my vagina-infused world. Sickos. “putting out fire with vaseline” – I […]
Hindsight is a bitch. I thought I really nailed that bachelorette thing, what with the pole dancing and mechanical bull riding. I thought I had that “Best Bridesmaid Ever” title on lock down. Until today. Because if I was truly worthy of the title, I would have found this spa […]
Yes, it’s that time of the month again. (There really is no way to string those words together and NOT have it sound menstrual. It’s not, I swear.) It’s time for me to out all the sick little monkeys that land here in my little Buggin world via bizarre searches. […]