My child today referred to my penis as my corn dog. I think I should be horrified. Maybe I should also see my doctor.
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My Junk Is Epic and You Should Worship It… Just Please No Cockpunching
Posted on July 3, 2010 by Nigel Paresis
Look, I realize that Sophie is a little over three feet tall, and that this is a big reason why her head can so easily smash into my delicate swimsuit area. I’ve lost track of the number of times that a running welcome home hug-pounce has ended with me trying to not collapse in a [...]
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What’s In the Fucking Ice Chest?
Posted on May 17, 2010 by Nigel Paresis
Now, you have to understand that even though my daughter threatens to kill me and bury me in a deep, deep hole in the backyard, she does love me. She doesn’t generally say it in so many words, preferring to show her love by headbutting me in the groin or by jumping on me when [...]
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