Oh yes, I’m talking about dicks. Also known as penises, cocks, wieners, sausages, or whatever name you fancy.
Dicks are everywhere in Bali. Seriously, everywhere.
And no I don’t mean them on the surfer boys. I mean them as key-chains, accesories, sculptures, decorations, and bottle openers.
No kidding. Have you seen a dick this big?
Call me a frog under the well, but during my holiday at Bangkok and Pattaya, Thailand it is my first time seeing such public display of sex and sensuality at night life clubbing scenes it is exhilarating.
Yep, these are the kind of things you won’t find in a country where the Allah word debate can make people burn churches.
This is wild, hot, sexy, flashy, and for some, really yummy. :3
Oh the neon lights are blinding me! And the breasts too!
An entry on Reddit.com claims,
“A single sperm has 37.5MB of DNA information in it. That means that a normal ejaculation represents a data transfer of 1,587.5TB.”
Very surprising, isn’t it? And what’s even funnier are the replies!
I couldn’t resist, I just have to share!
Well, its been months since this blog had started, and honestly I didn’t talk much about myself, as much as I wish I do!
To get rid of the anonymity between you and me, I am for once dedicate this post to talk all about me!
Yay, all about Grey! The blabbering bastard that gets high on listening to a guy singing like a girl and talks about sex all the time. Yeesh, what kind of a person is that?
I will not bore you with how many hairstyles I have changed in my life or how many pets I have at home. Instead, I will share with you my interests and thoughts that means a lot to me of who I am.
Well, lets just keep it short, come and learn all about me today!
Warning: Really, really long post ahead!
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There’s always some magic about theater plays that you can never catch in the movies.
Perhaps it’s the intimacy of the stage, that you feel so close to the actors and you can relate to them so deeply as the play progresses.
Perhaps it’s the script and plot, that it is so concise to portray a story with the bare minimum, each dialogue is so well written that you get absorbed without the need for close-up cameras.
Perhaps it’s the environment and atmosphere, where the lighting and music are carefully cued and arranged that it makes you feel much deeper than watching people on screen.
Whatever it is, I’m a sucker for theater plays lately, and The Swimming Instructor is sucking me deeper into the whirl of theater arts.
It has everything, great actors, great script, carefully chosen yet minimal props made this intimate play at KLpac’s Pentas 2 a marvelous success.
Hours had passed since the end of the show, and I’m still lingering on each scene, trying to catch the layers of plots and morals embedded in every moment.
