Seriously. It's like we're preparing for some inevitable "porn holocaust" and we feel the need to create our own "archive". Why do men feel the need to hoard dozens upon dozens of precious gigs of hard drive space in order to create their little empire of smut? Before you call me a hypocrite, I must admit that I, too, am guilty of this sin. I can't tell you how many gigs exactly I got stored since I'm at work, but last time I checked I had nearly 10GB of pics and movies. And DS has probably twice that amount. That perv. I can see the need for it in case the internet is down and you can't visit your favorite smut sites when "the urge" hits. But when your collection reaches, say, 120GB of fapping material, possibly requiring an extra hard drive specifically for that task, I'd say we got ...Keep reading.

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One of the hardest things to do when you're moving away overseas is getting rid of the stuff that you can't carry over. But there's one object that's gonna be the hardest loss for me. I'm talking about this old girl: Old faithful here has been with me for years, and has lived through so much fucked up shit with me it's hard to account it all without having to read this whole blog again or going down memory lane with family, friends, lovers, exes, one night stands, and the shitload of people that placed their asses in it's grey, dusty seats. Of course I wouldn't forget the juicy stuff, like the hot backseat sex (folding seats FTW), hauling drunken friends back to ther houses since I was always the designated driver, helping said friends sneak out of their oppressive households in the middle of the night so they could ...Keep reading.

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