this is an article from the THE NEW ZEALAND MEDICAL JOURNAL from 2003 discussing a study on the "Effects of male circumcision on female arousal and orgasm", that suggests that sex is more pleasurable with an uncircumcised penis, and even makes it easier to orgasm.

i wonder what drew would say]]> http://www.dolland.net/loveline/forum/threads/364078.html Sat, 06 Feb 2010 05:56:52 GMT http://www.dolland.net/loveline/forum/threads/363992.html Fri, 05 Feb 2010 21:09:17 GMT Good or bad idea? ]]> http://www.dolland.net/loveline/forum/threads/363982.html Fri, 05 Feb 2010 16:08:55 GMT
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from the lisa d'amato show
sounds like a song i'd like to download if the vocals are good

anyone???]]> http://www.dolland.net/loveline/forum/threads/363932.html Fri, 05 Feb 2010 03:45:45 GMT exclude childhood "relationships" at your own discretion.

also, to make it interesting, as anfernee did, how many of those times did you mean it?

two gals for me, meant it both times.]]> http://www.dolland.net/loveline/forum/threads/363923.html Fri, 05 Feb 2010 02:52:51 GMT http://www.dolland.net/loveline/forum/threads/363906.html Fri, 05 Feb 2010 00:51:57 GMT http://www.dolland.net/loveline/forum/threads/363853.html Thu, 04 Feb 2010 14:34:53 GMT http://www.dolland.net/loveline/forum/threads/363836.html Thu, 04 Feb 2010 11:37:11 GMT So I've been enjoying life lately, been making money, savin up, going to class, etc, partying on the weekend, occasional weekday, the typical college life. I needed a break in the monotony, so I bought tickets to Adam's Irvine show, since I know a girl that lives in Costa Mesa (10 minute drive from the club) and I have an automatic free stay there for as many days as I like because they have a huge house and no other kids, and the parents like me because I'm polite.

Anyway, I leave Fresno at about 2:00, and I typically get there (with my elevated speed and efficiency) within 3.5, 4 hours max if there's heavy traffic, so I should have plenty of time. Get about 75 miles in and see a sign that says Grapevine Closed 50 miles ahead. So being topographically retarded, I call my dad and he says "There's no other way to LA, you have no choice but to turn around", And I'm thinking "damn, what a huge missed oppurtunity, not to mention waste of gas and 50 bucks for the tickets. So I nearly turned around right there, but decided just based on nothing to keep driving forward, and one of my friends texts me and says he mapquested it and there's a way AROUND the Grapevine, so I'm elated, but then in a subsequent text, he mentions that Mapquest predicts me to get there at 10:05 from my current location, and the show's scheduled to end at 10. So, basically all signs say turn the fuck around and stop being a hard-headed tard. Hard headed tard has a nice ring to it.

Well, again based on nothing, decide to just drive fast and go for it. So I'm in the diamond/fast lane by myself for the majority of the trip, only switching lanes to get around Dirtbags that go 63 in the fast lane and are 100% content having someone ride their ass bumper for a span of 5 miles...but I digress. It's raining uncontrollably, fog up the asshole, btw the grapevine was closed for SNOW and anyone that lives in central/southern California knows how ridiculous that is. I just keep driving through this seemingly end of the world weather, and about an hour into it, I hit this surreal tranquil reprieve, all the snow cleared away, the rain stopped, and the skies cleared just above me, nowhere else though, it was impossibly serene and green. It was like I was driving through Iceland. Or Greenland. Or Switzerland, or New Zealand. Something ending in "land". And just beyond one of the hills peaked out the most vivid, gorgeous, crystal clear rainbow I had ever seen. It was unexplainable, it just totally took me by the heartstrings, if I had not been in such a major rush, I definitely, positively would have pulled over and just basked in it's glory, it was the perfect sign that I had made the right decision to keep going. It was also surreal because it truly appeared like I was going to drive right under it, there was a spot in the hills I was driving right past that it actually looked like it was illuminating the ground, the proverbial "end of the rainbow", and I could see the entire half circle too which was another oddity, anyway sorry to bore here, it just really struck a nerve with me. And just the best way to describe it was amidst this shitsnowstorm that seemed hellbent on keeping me from seeing my hero, was this copacetic reprieve just to ease my doubts. I took a video of it, but needless to say the video does it no justice at all, but if you've ever tried to take a picture of the moon or something in nature from a camera phone and been less than dissatisfied with the results, then you can appreciate the setting i vividly described here.

Ignore the butchered Jimi Hendrix impression and the whistling that follows. That song incredibly fit the mood perfectly, I couldn't have hand picked a better song, and that one just randomly decided to play on shuffle, things just work sometimes. Also I can't figure out how to tilt the video, the iphone has is embedded like this, oh well, just eat a taco while watching, bam solved your dilemma.

Anyway, I know I'm channeling anobody here, but just bear with me, my recent dearth of posting can shoulder the blame for this excessive post. I kept driving along paranoid with each passing minute that I was going to show up and be turned away from being too late, which would be heartbreaking after the journey. It's raining like crazy the rest of the way, and I call the girl that's supposed to meet me when I'm about 20 minutes away and she's shocked, she and her mother both predicted I wouldn't get there till 10 at the earliest, and I arrive at the destination, Irvine Improv in the Spectrum mall, at no joke 7:57 to the dot, I throw a nice shirt on and sprint to the club, there's not a single soul outside and it's a mall, which was eerie, and I get there, no one outside, the employee then escorts me to what seems more like a restaurant than a comedy club and seats me in the front row! I couldn't believe it! It probably housed 200 people and I was definitely the last person to arrive and somehow got an excellent seat, I'm assuming because someone dropped out. There was a door in front of me that literally would hit my chair if I scooted out a couple inches, and so I sit down at 8:03, and guess who walks out of that door, LITERALLY 45 seconds after I had been seated?

Adam himself, I could've punched him in the balls it was the greatest. He passes me and gets on stage and delivers, in my mind hands down the funniest and most original live performance yet. His stand up killed, and each of the guests did not disappoint. I listened to the Brea one and it fucking sucked, the first couple shows were a lot about his kids getting raped and Anne Frank and Huell Howser, and (ew) fecal matter potty humor, but this night was my night and he strayed from all of those topics and just killed it. I don't think I've ever laughed more sober in a 2 hour span. Anyway the show ended and me and the girl that met me there (20 minutes late, I didn't give a shit though, I barely even said hi when she sat down, despite not seeing her for the past 4 months) went to go get his autograph. He signed my In N Out shirt I had, (I don't like the ACP shirts, I think they're ugly, and this one had classic cars on it, plus he loves INO so I figured he wouldn't mind) he didn't, and I even gave him a spare one I had which is especially funny because in the show he complained about Lynette giving his Hammer shirt to Molly to wear, so I told him to give Molly this shirt instead and he actually smiled and sort of laughed, so my goal of returning the favor to the man who's made me laugh thousands of times in the past can be checked off my list. Then the chick took a picture of us, and mentioned how I drove 6 hours to get there, and Adam's manager or henchmen or someone was astounded and said "6 hours?!, Wow that's by far the furthest distance traveled, how would you like to be our guest for the next show, on us?" And I was taken aback and obviously took him up on the offer, so he actually went and wrote and printed up another ticket, I don't know that guy's name but he was so nice, my eternal gratitude to the man.

So I proceeded to stay for the next show, and might I say, it may have exceeded the first, Adam get's quicker on his feet paradoxically when he gets a few beers in him. A couple more random factoids that were proof that it was just my day, in between the shows they played "Omaha Stylee" by 311, which is a song from a CD by them from 15 years ago before they became popular and before they ever had a single, also consequently a song I love, and it just kinda was like a cherry on top sort of deal. Also in the second show Greg Fitzsimmons made a joke about Filipinos which really struck a chord with me and that whole interview with Adam calling the Zodiac Prediction guy a Passive Agressive asshole was just downright hilarious. The second show ended and I drove to the girl's nice house in Costa Mesa and got into bed in "Andrew's (My) Room" as she calls it and just sat there and I looked over and my favorite book ever, "The Gargoyle" was sitting on the bedstand and I just thought, wow today really is the best day ever. And to think at 3:30 that day I was facing giant marquees telling me the grapevine was closed and my dad telling me there's "NO other way to LA".

Weirdest part of the entire day was that morning, no joke, I was in my bathroom at home and there was for some reason a fortune cookie in there, which is strange too because no one else except me uses the bathroom. Anyway I ate it and read the fortune, thought nothing of it and put it into my wallet just almost absentmindedly. But when I lied down and took out my wallet from my jeans, it opened and the fortune fell out and I was aghast when I read it, I don't buy into anything like this, but this was just uncanny. [The fortune is on the book in the pictures below]

I mean, the day was just picture perfect, I don't put this on here to brag or be a douche, I just had a great day, and figured I'd share with you kids because you guys actually ENJOY Adam Carolla unlike 90% of my friends. Everybody has those horrible no good rotten days like Alexander or whatever the fuck his name was, but there are the yin to that yang as well.

The fortune, my favorite book, and a penguin happened to be there too for no real reason, but it made me happy being my favorite animal.

Sometimes I look at a picture of myself and think "Wow you look like a fag". This is one of those times. I don't typically look like this, I blame it on nerves and my dorky smile.

It was impossible to take a decent photo because there was a Mexican man next to me that kept telling me to put my phone away.

I just thought this ferris wheel looked cool from my perspective and turned out to be a fairly decent picture. I love palm trees.]]> http://www.dolland.net/loveline/forum/threads/363814.html Thu, 04 Feb 2010 00:02:28 GMT http://www.dolland.net/loveline/forum/threads/363783.html Wed, 03 Feb 2010 04:31:10 GMT