Dating and romantic relationships are really important, yet most people are only so-so at them. Learning things like etiquette, fork usage and the rules regarding when (and when not) to call shouldn't be things people learn by humiliating trial and error. And let's not even get started on how unreasonable it is to expect most youngsters to simply say "sounds fair" when you tell them that having sex is dangerous and they should avoid it at all costs until marriage. But one thing we can do is avoid exposing kids to the mindfark that is matchmaking too early. Indiana parents agree.
According to a survey, 21% of 23,000 people polled would prefer to spend Valentine's Day with a pet rather than a spouse. But while there's something about pets that scream unconditional love, companionship is not romance. You can follow the link back for the gory details, but let's just say it's not a surprise that only a tenth of the French prefer dogs to people on V-Day.
All guys have been there before. You pay for a nice dinner, a trip to the cinema and perhaps a horse-drawn carriage through the park and, at the end of the night, go in for a hug / kiss and possibly something x'tra. And then, all you get is a hug with the same amount of warmth and eroticism as the handshake after a bad job interview. If the guy doesn't really dig the gal, he thinks, at least for one cheap, shameful moment, "Wow, I dropped $150 and I only got an MFing hug. But this is nothing compared to the indignation we feel when we really are paying for sex, and still don't get it.
A Polish prostitute is being charged over $800,000 in back taxes. The woman, who describes herself as unemployed, made a bunch of dough lying on her back and Uncle Sam-owski wants his cut. Per Reuters, the woman is from the town of Katowice and made at least 13.7 million zlotys during her career and the Polish equivalent of the IRS (there's a joke in there somewhere) believes she should pay them 2.3 million zlotys ($820,000).
A trio of gentlemen got together in a Maine basement. They then popped, shot, huffed and/or bumped some junk. Then, they got hot and bothered, and busted out the sex toys. Things were going smashingly for some 12 hours when the entire operation took a sharp turn for the weird(er). One of the guys, presumably a fan of The Deer Hunter given his age, decided to introduce a little Russian Roulette role-playing into the action. You know how this ends.
A machine meant solely for male pleasure is now available and surprisingly affordable. The Roxxy Sex Robot can be had for a mere $7,000 to $9,000. In addition to strongly resembling a buxom, WASP-y character actress in need of comeuppance (whose name escapes me), the Roxxxy Sex Robot also has speech capabilities, allowing for pleasant, post-sex chatting. What else could you want in a companion?
All of us have experienced parting with a loved one. Sometimes you're dragging away a Uhaul for a work re-lo, periodically your girlfriend is taking a semester abroad and you're terrified that some handsome Italian is going to sweep her off her panties and once in a while someone is just going on a long trip and will see you next fall. It's hard, it sucks and it's just something we have to deal with. But there are some who just can't say, "See you in my dreams until I see you with my eyes, beautiful," with dignity.
If you've heard one story about a video game-addled young man being seduced by a much older woman, you've heard them all, right? Please forgive me if I'm being too flip with this tale of woe and weird, but it's going to take some odd twists and strange turns.
The Unification Church was founded by a Reverend Sun Myung Moon. As the church gained steam, he began matchmaking and setting up mass weddings. The matches found nice spouses for decent people and provided a means to create generations of multi-ethnic offspring. But the Rev. Moon is 90 and some changes are going to have to change. Or the world may end and we're making a big fuss about nothing.
A church in Auckland, New Zealand has found a novel way of drumming up little publicity: advertisements in poor taste. St. Matthews In The City church decided to depict Mary and Joseph in bed in order to start a conversation or two. Some find it blasphemous... some find it hilarious... either way, the church knew what it was doing.
Tricia Giordano is set to graduate with a master's degree in organizational management from Ashford University in the lovely Clinton, Iowa. After her earning her diploma, the 34-year old Floridian will dash across campus, change into her wedding day finery and get her nuptials on.
Korean law enforcement bros have been busting up brothels left, right, center and behind since a statute was passed in 2004 banning sex for money as an occupation. But entrepreneurs in the field of prostitution have branched out into the usual venues (like massage parlors) and unusual ones: kissing booths.
You know how relationships are "hard?" And you more or less can't live with women (or men) AND can't live without them? Well, per BoingBoing, a man has decided to quit the old "human" romance rat race. A fella called Sal9000 isn't giving up on love, just love with things that are three-dimensional. The phenomenon of love and infatuation with animated characters is called Otaku and a dude has taken it to the extreme by marrying a video game character named Nene Anegasaki from a Nintendo DS* game called Love Plus.
It is possible for good writers produce enjoyable works of literature highlighted with comically bad sex scenes. The 17th Literary Review Bad Sex In Fiction Award is what happens, homes. This year's winner is Jonathan Littell and he's taken home the hardware for a particularly bad passage in his 2006 book The Kindly Ones. The work won France's Prix Goncourt award for excellence in literature but that didn't stop it from having some comically bad sex scenes.
Pop culture has made plenty of hay (hey hey hey) of people doing very brave things in the name of love. Damsels in distress are saved. Parents lift cars over their heads, but rarely do we see a wife doing something death-defying for her husband. That's why a Midwestern woman is our significant other of the week. She turned narc (AKA criminal informant) to take some time off of her husband's jail sentence and did she deliver.
A convict in Sicily decided he'd rather remain in prison than remain under house arrest with his wife.The man, one Santo Gambino, was put in jail for illegally dumping toxic materials and, due to overcrowded prisons in the boot-shaped nation, was later released to house arrest. Unfortunately, being released from the pokey does not make one a free man. Gambino was not home long before he trudged back to the police precinct and asked that he be re-incarcerated.