We never cease to be amazed at the things we find sharing on social media. One part dinner party, one part empty room, the sharing never stops. And when people threaten to be too private... well, there are always incentives:
Our favorites are the conversations that unfold between people, back and forth as though chat programs didn't exist -- or text messaging for that matter.
Who else could she tell? How about the entirety of the internet? We're always here, willing to lend an ear to even the most embarrassing crises.
Guess Bill Clinton was right -- oral sex isn't really sex. We hesitate to comment on tightness of the sponge tissue, particularly in the face of excess moisture.
Sponge Bob was unavailable for comment.
With a link to a review of Going The Distance, because this wouldn't be L.A. if we didn't mix our sex advice with a movie review. And it's not just any review -- it's a classic review, about how nothing is original anymore. Except sex with no bras on. Plus five points for the cliche, L.A.
A clever way to ascertain whether someone has a college education. Of course, it could fail miserably and land you with someone who sleeps five to a room. Bukkake party? Yeah, we have the uncanny ability to make margaritas out of the bitterest lemons.
Uh huh, we'd love to hear from her in a decade or so.
Well, quit judging and help her out, man!
Ah, TV, what would your sex lives be without it? Oh, right, maybe you'd actually have one!
We don't even care about the context of this conversation, we're using that statement from now on for everything we can think of.
