I’ve never met a cock too big for the standard issue bum-hole.
If God hadn’t meant for us all to be having sweaty ass sex, then why did He invent K-Y?
Cite?
“John Paulk. They found him in a DC-area gay bar. When asked, he said he was there to use the washroom. And nobody thought to ask him for what.” - Kate Clinton
Seconded.
And no, my ass isn’t like a fucking windsock. That’s what kegel exercises are for.
<karen>I’m doing them right now!</karen>
And now we know why jayjay is always smiling when he’s sitting at the computer.
I’m smiling because I have a pleasant and sunny disposition.
Okay, and also because I’m having wild sexual fantasies about all the male queer Dopers. (See, punha? I didn’t forget!)
Well. Ah do declare.
Man, if I weren’t taken by an incredibly jealous (and also sexually fantastic:D) woman, I’d do something at you to thank you;)
…I visited one of my friends this weekend, and we watched “Trick.” Therefore, I now know what movie the modified quote in your OP title comes from, Priam.
I feel special :).
Ah believe Miss Scahlet is gettin the vapors!
All right, everyone, let’s not ‘queer out.’
Nobody’s gonna gaiefy anyone without first consuming a six pack, so just relax those breeder sphincters.
No one’s gonna force you to redecorate, or style your hair, or wear natural fibers, or go to brunch, or listen to Judy Garland records.
So just chill, and have another beer.
But you can’t have that brand. We’re boycotting this month…
In other news from the “gaying of popular culture” front, the Sunday paper recommends that, to retain thir beauty, women get regular facials.
(Somehow that seems to fit right in with the OP!)
::: ducks and runs:::