FRIDAY CONFESSIONS
Dante and I alternate Fridays letting deprived Stoolies get shit off their chests. This blog series is simply for confessions (and clicks).
I'll go first…
I accidentally-but-aggressively patted a plus-sized female security guard on the ass earlier today.
She turned into me as I squeezed by in a Times Square crowd, and (again, inadvertently) got a handful of 'dat cake.
I can't tell my wife, so I might as well tell you.
The comments are open if you need to get anything off your chest.
Two Hail Marys, three Our Fathers, and slip a 20 in the collection box on the way out… All is forgiven.
-Large
The Rubbin' Is Racing boys went to Talladega last weekend, and we brought along Pat and Joey from Out&About to increase the number of gay guys there by 200%. I had Patty on this week's edition of YOU GOTTA TRY THIS to talk about everything we put in our mouths in Alabama (for me, it was just food).
TAR
-L