Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Hey Boys

Sunday, June 19, 2011

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Sexy Sunday XLIII

Jay Byars

If I walk away from you, this is why...

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Confession. I have a thing for brothers.

Okay… this is probably really weird and probably doesn’t even make sense, but…I have a thing for brothers. Like if someone has a reallllly hot brother, it’s so much more appealing than if they were just hot on their own. Like…the difference between meeting a hot guy at random versus meeting my friend’s sexy brother. It’s like…this extra boost of bangable-ness. Like PHWOAR. I don’t really know why. And then if it’s like…two hot brothers. I die. And then maybe like…flirting with both of the two sexy brothers. UNF.

And don't let them be twins....UNF.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Drummers hit harder. Guitarists finger faster. Bassists do it deeper. Singers do it louder.

Don't I?

Monday, June 6, 2011

Sexy Sunday XLII

I wonder if those cabinets are from IKEA...

Monday, May 30, 2011

Sexy Sunday XLI

When men make cookies...

Align Center

Wednesday, April 13, 2011


Hey...I suck.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Sexy Sunday XL

Happy Superbowl!

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Sexy Sunday XXXIX

Oiled up.

Friday, January 21, 2011

Wax Your Kooka, Bitch!

When it comes to grooming, there are few things I hate more than bush. I know it's all anti-feminist and shit and against the whole I Am Every Woman, Hear Me Roar. That's good for you, but I don't wanna hear the roar through your epic mane of pubic hair. I know some guys don't care, I know some do. Quite frankly if they're at the point where they're privy just to see your bush or lack they're of, they're happy campers. But for me, I give a damn about my presentation okay?

I love bikini waxing.It just feels better. There is nothing like walking out of the spa with a fresh wax. You can feel everything, it's like a walking orgasm. If you don't feel like the sexiest thing strolling out of there, something is wrong with you. You feel sexier. You do. Just knowing you got your shit together under your skivvies makes you want to show the world. You can wear the skimpiest panties flawlessly. It just looks good. Plus it eliminates the threat of pubic floss. It isn't fun. It just isn't. Half of you are messing around with little boys who are just looking for every excuse not to eat the cat. Why give those bitches a reason not to? But those boys are silly and should be dismissed. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. The boys better be shaved, waxed, or trimmed if you want me to be a happy campter. It's only polite to show you the same courtesy. Plus just look at these panties. You owe it to yourself and your kooka.

You want this to be you. Not the fact your one night mouth fuck has a girlfriend. But you want your nana to be easy access for whatever should so happen, whether it's a light fondling or some tonguing. I myself am partial to the Brazilian. Take it all baby. And my god, do they get it all. They'll have you in positions you could have sworn you and your bae tried last week, "Put my leg where? I think this is the wheelbarrow, ma'am."

Fellas, don't think you're off the hook. Like I said, it will be a cold day in hell before I even attempt fellash if you're rolling like Chewbacca. Take a look at this man right here. Look at that shit. What a gentleman. This is a photo of a guy who get's laid often. He is about his shit.

Obviously, we can't always shell out the duckets for steady waxing appointments and sometimes waxing isn't for everyone. Whatever the reason, there is no excuse not to keep your pubes in shape, I need for you to make nice with the Schick Quattro Trim Style. It is quick, you can do it at home in the shower, and you can get really low and close to the skin. A freshly trimmed snatch is always pleasant and a great default between waxing. Try a low cut Ceaser and keep it moving till your next appointment. Then you can vajazzle that shit till the sun comes home.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Sexy Sunday XXXVIII

Sometimes you just can't wait.