Due to extenuating circumstances (“Nailed the Vocab words!” – Blair W.), today’s installment of Sexy Friday is being brought to you by the pervert that brought you AVN Week.
Balls: Why thank you, TWBS, for such a gracious introduction!
TWBS: I’m not here and you are writing this.
Balls: Oh yeah. Hey, that chick we saw at lunch today was pretty cute, right?
TWBS: Again, I’m not here, you are talking to yourself, and you should probably seek professional help.
Balls: Now, that’s not nice!
TWBS: Seriously? You’re gonna keep this up the whole post?
Balls: Fine! I guess not. BE that way!
Dr. TWBS always has something to share in these Sexy Friday posts and I’ve often read them, thinking, “What can I, a simple Balls, share with the Commentist Party?”
The answer is, “Not much.”
You guys pretty much know me through my writing. If I come off as a bit of an asshole, a bit of a perv, and a person that loves to push people’s buttons, then that’s pretty close to the real me.
Granted, I do have some redeeming qualities, but very few people ever get to see them. It’s better that way.
They say you can tell a lot about a person by the things that person likes. I’m guessing this post will tell you a lot more about me.
Without further ado, TO THE CHEESECAKE!!
Updated for 2019:
In case you haven’t figured it out, I’m about to ruin your childhood:
Are there any fond childhood memories I haven’t completely destroyed? Please share in the comments!