All hail to the porcelain king!
An ode to the toilet.
Every once in awhile I get an email from a lovely reader who will ask me a serious question…and every once in awhile I have a serious answer. Then I have to go out and do something immature to balance the scales.
Welcome to the ninth edition of You didn’t ask but I’ll tell you anyway…a Q&A column where for the past few months you’ve been asking me questions pertaining to Montreal, my interfering in strangers’ lives, why I haven’t been updating as much, my webcomic Penis Schmenis, and…Katy Perry. As always, math questions are not welcomed.
Welcome to You didn’t ask but I’ll tell you anyway. A column where you get to ask me personal questions about my life and then realize you wish you hadn’t. This week I answer your emails pertaining to polyamory, why my love life sucks, and celibacy.
Welcome to You didn’t ask but I’ll tell you anyway, a “weekly” column where you get to ask me questions, express your opinions, and send me naked pictures of yourself. That last part is optional of course…or is it?
Welcome to the sixth edition of YDA…a column where I deal with your questions, problems, and concerns. This week you lovely ladies seem to be having trouble digesting the fact that I’m a divorcee…is there nothing on tv my friends?
Welcome to YDA, an advice column for lesbians who are just too damn lazy to find the answers themselves. I respect that.
Welcome to my hypothetically weekly advice column. This week, I received two angry letters which made me giggle to no end. Is that a normal reaction?