Little to tell. My family can't get together without at least one conversation about what's between the cheeks. I am a musician, teacher, preacher, a-hole breacher, lover, tie her up'er. I am serious about nothing, but have a serious side, make noise during sex and flex my muscles in the mirror. WHAT! You don't? I like Tea at 4:00 and beer at 6:30. Passing out is an option-only when I'm alone. In the morning I do what all of my family does...poop, drink coffee, smoke, poop, play a hand of solitare, finish pot...go to work. Poop frequently at work. READING THE NEWSPAPER MAN...

I was trying to figure out if my soon to be ex-wife was a freak by not cleaning her who-ha and yah-yah with a wash cloth. She, after we decided to divorce, told me she NEVER washed in that region with other than a special ass-designated bar of soap. WHO KNEW! The smell ruined it all. I...Well...Oh, just forget it!