9 replies on “Fucking Day: The Single Girl’s Guide to Meeting European Men”
“How to Reach Things on High Shelves,” by a 6’8” college basketball player or “How to Meet Lots of Types of Medical Professionals,” by me.
I will say – as a Canadian living in the US with roughly speaking a thicker, more hick version of Todd McFarlane’s accent – my wife regularly tells me that if my pronunciation ever slips even an iota, she’s on the next flight to Regina and on the prowl.
This is only tangentially related, but I just want the entire world to hear about the time a buddy of mine and her two best friends were having a picnic with cheese and wine by the Eiffel Tower at midnight when a Frenchman burst through a six foot high hedge next to them like the Kool-Aid Man and offered to sell them hash. Way more memorable than banging one’s ski instructor.
They call that the “Le Reverse Homer.”
To think, all Don Diebel needed were basic dance moves and a bad European accent to get laid…
It’s weird that the author of a book about getting laid referenced a Mormon movie with her Johnny Lingo reference. It’s like maybe she was lying about something? Thanks to God Awful Movies for giving me the soul-crushing background in Christian movies to recognize that reference.
My suggestion for landmarks to fuck at? Avaldnes Island in Norway. But by the phallic obelisk dedicated to Harald Farhar for uniting Norway a millennia earlier. His huge obelisk and a bunch of teeny ones for the petty lords he beat.
Or maybe at St. Olaf’s! Fuck hard enough to get the needle to touch the church and bring about Armageddon. Certainly memorable, if not for very long.
I really liked Ms. Bugg dating back to her cracked days and she’s been better here.
Lately though she’s outdoing herself, I believe rivaling Sean Baby and Brockway. It’s not fair to compare the three.
Lydia, you’re great in your own way
I’m pretty sure this chick was on Tosh.0 awhile back.
As a professional sex column writer in the early aughts I struggled to avoid ever writing like a knock-off Carrie Bradshaw or dime-store Dan Savage. This awful woman leans into it so hard I think she sprained something besides the libido of the entire continent of Europe.
9 replies on “Fucking Day: The Single Girl’s Guide to Meeting European Men”
“How to Reach Things on High Shelves,” by a 6’8” college basketball player or “How to Meet Lots of Types of Medical Professionals,” by me.
I will say – as a Canadian living in the US with roughly speaking a thicker, more hick version of Todd McFarlane’s accent – my wife regularly tells me that if my pronunciation ever slips even an iota, she’s on the next flight to Regina and on the prowl.
This is only tangentially related, but I just want the entire world to hear about the time a buddy of mine and her two best friends were having a picnic with cheese and wine by the Eiffel Tower at midnight when a Frenchman burst through a six foot high hedge next to them like the Kool-Aid Man and offered to sell them hash. Way more memorable than banging one’s ski instructor.
They call that the “Le Reverse Homer.”
To think, all Don Diebel needed were basic dance moves and a bad European accent to get laid…
It’s weird that the author of a book about getting laid referenced a Mormon movie with her Johnny Lingo reference. It’s like maybe she was lying about something? Thanks to God Awful Movies for giving me the soul-crushing background in Christian movies to recognize that reference.
My suggestion for landmarks to fuck at? Avaldnes Island in Norway. But by the phallic obelisk dedicated to Harald Farhar for uniting Norway a millennia earlier. His huge obelisk and a bunch of teeny ones for the petty lords he beat.
Or maybe at St. Olaf’s! Fuck hard enough to get the needle to touch the church and bring about Armageddon. Certainly memorable, if not for very long.
(Not my site, but has photos of what I’m talking about. It is a pretty place.)
https://lifejourney4two.com/avaldsnes-norway-viking-kings/
I really liked Ms. Bugg dating back to her cracked days and she’s been better here.
Lately though she’s outdoing herself, I believe rivaling Sean Baby and Brockway. It’s not fair to compare the three.
Lydia, you’re great in your own way
I’m pretty sure this chick was on Tosh.0 awhile back.
As a professional sex column writer in the early aughts I struggled to avoid ever writing like a knock-off Carrie Bradshaw or dime-store Dan Savage. This awful woman leans into it so hard I think she sprained something besides the libido of the entire continent of Europe.