We live in a world where this is a real website. The concept behind this website is simple: if you clean your balls, women will be more likely to have sex with you. At its face, it's hard to challenge this concept. Axe takes a simple, positive statement that would hold up to any argumentation. It's hard to disagree that washing your nuts is A Good ( Read more... )

My little brother played on our high school's football team, and I did not. It's not that I didn't like football, I had actually gone out for the team in middle school. I went to one practice. While in the locker room, two boys started wrestling on the cement floor. It confused me to see two guys fighting so playfully, so as if either wanted to ( Read more... )

The general store in my small, childhood town stood just beyond a short bridge spanning one of those idyllic bubbling brooks you see in calendars. Being an anxious, excitable kid, the candy bought at the store never made it as far as to the bridge, and so I would often stop there, chewing the last sweet bites, holding the sticky wrapper in my hand ( Read more... )

Right now I have a very simple, marginally rewarding job. I wash hair at Mom's salon. The hours are flexible and the work itself is, to put it mildly, undemanding. The clientele is almost entirely women, most of them over the age of forty. Washing hair was never something I really aspired to, or anything I ever wanted to get very good at, so I don' ( Read more... )

Younger Brother, Older Brother

"Is this your toothbrush?" my younger brother Hunter asks, holding up what is, in fact, my toothbrush. He's getting ready for a weekend trip somewhere.

"Yeah. What's yours look like?"

"I don't have one, I've been using this one since I found it."

I can't say that I'm speechless. I can't even say that I'm angry. I'm ( Read more... )

I don't have anything to say, sorry!