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Sometimes I wish I could protect my blog from mean-spirited comments and but I know it's near impossible unless I disable the chatterbox and comment posting, WHICH I don't think I want to because, well, I just don't.

Anyway, to whoever that mentioned that my B and I don't conform to today's beauty standards, all I have to say is, your mother probably wished she left you in the Rentokil bin together with all the rotting, stinking sanitary pads and tampons after she swallowed a kilo of mothballs in a sorrowful attempt to abort you. At least she was truthful in naming you after a certain brand of lubricant. Or was she dumb enough to think that KY Jelly was a cheap form of spermicide? Oh well, I guess she'll have to pay for her sins as long as you're alive.

Ahhhhh.

Maybe I shall disable the chatterbox and moderate my comments. Too much negativity in the world today, too many whores naming their offspring after lubricants (I sense there's someone out there named Top Gel or Astroglide), too many shitheads, too little brains.