Men are trash and other jokes

I really was in no mood to listen to another “Men are trash” story, but the way it’s looking, these things, along with breathing and consummating relationships, cannot be avoided. Remember my friend Stacy? No? I’m sure I’ve mentioned her somewhere in these pages, but then again I’m sure about most things I am not really sure about.

So Stacy meets a boy who makes rainbows shoot out of her ears and she lets him in very early into the relationship, without getting him to strap on. No point in enjoying the candy if you are going to keep the wrapper on, right? Well, wrong.