This week on my Sex Column (which is satirical and relatively safe for work if your boss isn’t a total dick):
- I probably stopped your teenager from ever having sex. Like, ever. You’re welcome.
This week on the internets:
I should point out here that in spite of William Shatner continuing to deny my existence I do still love him and he’s still totally invited over for dinner even though I had to figure out how to save my marriage without him and I can’t give you the details because it’s complicated and personal but it rhymes with “low-jobs”. Also, a very special thank you to MSNBC for having my back and for giving Yosemite Sam a job again. I fucking love that guy.
This week on shit-I-didn’t-write-but-wish-I did-because-it’s-kind-of-awesome:
Comment of the day: You know, The Shat’s pretty old. Like three times your age. Maybe his doctor made him block you, cuz the excitement was just too much for him.
Or maybe he just blocks everybody. “Get off my lawn, you damn kids!” ~El Gregorio