I want to start off this post by taking a moment to recognize the tenth birthday of something that changed this country forever. :hump:

Ten years on, and Viagra has been used by more than 30 million men worldwide for erectile dysfunction.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIAGRA!

You and your counterparts have rendered evening TV watching with my children damned near impossible. Thanks for that. Not only do you gross me out with your stupid commercials (really, show me two hot and horny octogenarians who are going to be in SEPARATE TUBS), you gross my sons out too.

So anyway, on to today’s blog topic. I was scouring the internet for something to blog about when I ran across this thing on Sympathy Fucks! And I thought, “Wow I don’t think I’ve ever done that….but have I had it done to me?” :dork: I don’t think I have, though I do remember more than one Don’t Nag Me Fuck with the ex before I left him–trust me there was NO sympathy involved–and conning my ex-roommates daughter into helping me get rid of a very drunk cowboy (and to this day I am a firm believer that truck size is in exact opposite proportion to *ahem* the size of other equipment). I believe the appropriate term is Whiskey Dick :lmao:

Have you? Would you? Is it nasty? Or is it nice? I’ll choose, at random, someone to win an autographed copy of Nalini Singh’s VISIONS OF HEAT and an unautographed copy of Jill Shalvis’ SMART AND SEXY (because it’s time for me to start getting rid of some of these books from Nationals)