Something Foul Is Coming…
I’m so excited to tell you about this!
I’ve written a guest post for my friend Chris of My 2 Cents and it will be going live on New Year’s Day. Let me give you some background on it.
Chris has a column called “Ask Sofanda Cox.” (Say the name together… so-fond-a-cocks.) Sofanda is an… um… how do I put it… opinionated lady who gives advice to crazy questions. For my guest post, I created a column called “Ask Justin Yermouth.” Chris supplied the questions and I gave the answers. I really enjoyed it!
Here is a sampling of what you can expect. Be sure to visit My 2 Cents on New Year’s Day to read the full guest post!
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Dear Justin,
Recently I decided to shave my balls so I jumped in the shower grabbed a razor and some shaving cream and went to town. I evidently fucked it up because I sliced open my sack and blood went everywhere. I’m too embarrassed to go to the doctor to get stitches, but I’m not sure this will heal without them. I have three questions: how long do I have to wait before I go back to the gloryhole and let the boys lick my sack and suck my cock; do you know of a way to make this cut heal without stitches; and how can I avoid this in the future?
Gay Boys Don’t Want RedWings
- Dear RedWings,
First of all, you’re a dumbass. Who the fuck still shaves their nutsack in the shower these days? This isn’t 1976. Go to Target and shell out the $16.99 for a men’s grooming kit and use the guard settings like the rest of civilization. And no, of course it isn’t going to heal without stitches. Unless you’re one of the vampires from “True Blood,” you probably can’t heal yourself. It’s just going to get infected and then you’ll lose your balls completely. So in summary: get stitches, get a grooming kit, and use your other head next time. The question about gloryholes doesn’t even warrant a response. Good luck.
Keep those nuts in their shell,
Justin
Where Am I?
It just hit me… The decade is almost over.
It’s funny to say it, but I honestly didn’t realize it. With all the hustle and bustle of daily life, I was aware a new year was upon us, but just now absorbed the reality that it was the end of an era.
I remember this period vividly from 10 years ago. I know what I was doing, where I was going, and what I had planned for my future. Now I’m left reflecting on it all. Some of it good, some of it bad, such is life. But I’m stunned.
How do you feel about it? Where has life taken you now vs. where it was going when the decade began?
