I quickly glanced at my blog’s Facebook page and noticed quite a few messages. Something was up. Most of the emails were from people I didn’t know, and all focused on the same topic: Did you know you’re a meme?

Making out with this dude is kosher, but once genitalia get involved, things turn nightmarishly flaccid, and suddenly you don’t know if he’s lying to himself or if you’re just too gross for him. I avoided this scenario by the skin of my teeth.


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