21 Days Without Sex!!?!?!?!?!?

Sugar! I meant sugar! Darnit, how could I ever confuse sex with sugar? Sheesh! Oh, right. Because aside from the obvious sugar-sex metaphor (if it’s not obvious, bless your heart!) in my mind, sugar is the culinary equivalent of sex. It’s like if (*pornstar) Bree Olson were my lover and I’m suddenly asked to kick … More 21 Days Without Sex!!?!?!?!?!?

A personal trainer, floor-brow humor, and musings on porn vs romance

Today’s content is crass. I’ll forgive you if you want to skip this and come back tomorrow. And, as usual, don’t worry if you’re laughing at these photos. Laughing’s healthful. And let’s face it—I make crazy faces when I workout. And it’s not just me.