Mister Bitter

Never bring a date to a wedding—unless, of course, you want to break up with her. It’s just too hard to enjoy yourself when you’re surrounded by so much damn love. The vision of a woman dressed in white walking down the aisle, her eyes moist with marital bliss, clenching her loving father’s arm, the [...]

I love breasts.  I’ve sent flowers, written sonnets, sat through horrible Broadway musicals and flown to foreign countries just to be in the same room with them.  I like big breasts, small breasts, really small breasts and, every once in a while, really big breasts. In fact, the only type of breasts I don’t like, [...]