Hey guys, starting a new regular feature this week. From now on, Monday’s post will be a “top 10 links from the casual sex web” type deal. The links will hopefully be at least peripherally related to the blog’s theme, though I can’t claim I won’t ever chuck anything in there because it’s SO DAMN COOL.

Without any further ado!

Top 10 links for week beginning 04/12/2009

1. Child born with second penis in the middle of his back
2. A town with a really rather unfortunate name…
3. Pregnant stick figures?
4. Should teens be prosecuted for sexting?
5. Lost in translation
6. How long could YOU last on a gay pirate ship?
7. The Japanese Penis Festival. Fun for the whole family (apparently!)
8. Expired domain name snipers embarrass the British Home Office
9. Don’t rape raccoons. You’ll regret it.
10. HILARIOUS spoof of “The Fast and the Furious”

Just a very brief update today, I’m working on a sexsearch.com review that will be up hopefully tomorrow. Here’s about the funniest Flight of the Conchords song ever. It might even be marginally relevant. Lovin’ the smoov.

Stay saucy, people.

So, slow morning. Had a bit of a surf about for LULZ. This post is the not-quite-satisfactory product of that search.

For some reason I find this t-shirt hilarious. I can’t explain it. I just look at it and laugh until tears pour down my face and I collapse into a big. blubbering, hysterical disaster.

This, on the other hand, just grosses me out.

And reading these lead to me getting up off the floor and, uh, “taking a moment.”

Excelsior!

What not a lot of people know is that taking grainy penis photos for the casual encounters section of Craigslist is a true art form. Did you know that? I didn’t know that. Now I know that. And in a few short minutes, you will know it too.

So let’s kick off this Thursday with an extreme act of unbridled enthusiasm. I’m thinking something like this:

BEWARE OF SAUCY CAUCASIAN NINJER

Look at that ninjer fly. Wow. No, not that kind of wow, dork.

Oh, some minor site news. We’ve started a YouTube page to store any videos that we’ve linked/embedded here, so you can get them all in one place.

Guess that’s it for now. Stay safe.

I wanted to quickly share this video that I found on another blog. There really are no words. Just watch it.

Found a great picture today. Reminded me of me of my last relationship. In fact it reminds me of how all of my relationships end up, eventually. Which is a pretty good argument for casual sex, or a pretty good argument against embarking on a long term relationship with me. I prefer to, uh, think of it as mostly being about the former.

I mean whatever. I’m a guy. I can’t help it. Though it slays me that people like Professor Campbell are being paid to “discover” things that a) everyone knows, b) no one would be in any doubt about who bothered to look at stuff like, say, the ratio of men-to-women who sign up to adult dating sites.

Also, I’ve started a Facebook. Because I’m all about jumping on bandwagons five years too late to matter. Feel free to add me as a friend (Yeah, well. Janak Flnoord, you probably wouldn’t have had TOO much trouble finding it on your own.)

Live in fear.

Your drift isn't really what I'm concerned about catching.

So we went and got ourselves a fancy new logo, what do you think? I’m reasonably happy with it, but I think its dimensions might mean changing the blog layout, which is annoying because I HATE CSS SO MUCH ZOMGRAGEGUNNAKILLMYMOMWHEREZMYMEDSETC.

Oh well. My own stupid fault, really.

We used this company for the job (my own shoop skills are pretty much limited to cropping, resizing and fucking with filters). I’d say they did a reasonable job for the price. 6/10?

They gave us these 5 designs to start with, the idea being that you choose one to develop further. It’s a nice idea, but it’s pretty obvious that a few of the designers didn’t even bother looking at the site before considering color schemes, as I’d asked them to.

We went with the first design. We asked for them to stick our tagline onto it (uh, again?) and lose the faggy hearts. I suggested maybe some kind of “couple silhouette” to go with the text logo, to underscore the “anonymous casual sex” dealio. We got back this. Okay, so their designer really felt like we needed hearts in its logo. On account of how we’re all about the romance and poetry and special hugs for special people. (Moron.)

Anyway we asked them to remove the hearts (uh, again?), they did, and here we are. Behold and stuff. Great story, no? Yeah, okay. Slow day.

Ahem. But in other news, this guy:

We be jammin'

I’ve  just been reading an article on single women and casual sex. Apparently in LoTR land they don’t have a “dating culture”, so people just go to bars, get drunk, and sleep with each other. Color me next ticket there and high-five to the power of  YOU SHALL NOT PASS.

And speaking of awesome. Kind of off topic, but this video made me piss myself. Embarrassing because I was watching it on my iphone while at dinner with my parents, but it was cool. I just told Mom it must have been her shitty cooking. Then she started crying and I hit her until she stopped but now she’s not breathing and my Dad’s looking at me all like “bitch say wut?”

Uhhh… so I guess what I’m really trying to say is… Happy Valentine’s Day?

Keeping it real, y0.

Cheers Lyla, great advice. Some of it I should probably take myself. *flashback to late-teens-girlfriend-finds-porn-horror-arrrrrgh*.

I thought I’d better link in this post on preparing for a casual encounter from a female perspective just so that our ladies don’t feel like we’ve forgotten about them. And for you guys who’re just here for the yuks? Meet Perseus.

I don’t know how familiar with the Rules of the Internet you guys are, but assuming this guy has a private gallery full of “cherished pizzafucks” here’s yet another testimony to the undeniable, intrinsic truth of rule 34.

Pizza? I prefer Sauseeg. But thanks.

Man, some freak had to go and do it. Soliciting for anonymous sex meets lolcats…

I was just trolling about and found this story by “captainmeatballs” over at ilXor.com. Cracked me up.

Once I was in a pizza place in Connecticut. There was this really hot waitress working the pies like no tomorrow. Something about the way she said sausage that made me horny. “Sauseeg”. Man did my sauseeg get hard when she talked. We flirted through must of our interactions. At the end of the night I asked her for her number and what time she got off work. She said she was hanging out late tonight to close up. It was her parents shop. She asked if I wanted to stay and help. I did. We stayed late and we were so attracted to each other that we started going at it right there on the counter. We pushed the Jimmy Fund Donation can aside and laid out some flour on the counter top. We stripped butt naked and I told her to get the meatballs and sauseeg. She proceeded to shove two meatballs inside my rectum. It was hot. I rubbed her all over with capicola and mortadell. I made her my little italian sub and ate the shit out of her.

I’ll never look at a meatball (or a “sauseeg”) the same way again. Anyone else got any anonymous sex stories they’d like to share?

While you’re thinking about it, also think about how much you wish you owned this t-shirt.

Yeah dress up. As a COP.

Probably some of you will be familiar with this debacle, but thought I’d link it for any who aren’t. I guess it makes (in a way that–shame on me–I do find slighty funny) a pretty good case for keeping your wits about you out there.

Unfortunately for those of you who’re genuine, a sizable chunk of the people making hookup profiles or posting NSA type ads aren’t. At least these guys were just doing it for chuckles; a lot of the time I spend on the site involves deleting fake/spam profiles. (I spend almost as much time again deleting pictures of guys’ peckers. PEOPLE: GIVE IT UP ALREADY.)

Anyway it’s a real hassle, and a constant source of frustration. It’s also the reason why we make you jump through a few hoops (well okay, one hoop – email verification) before you can start messaging people.

Okay, enough ranting about my sorry excuse for a life. Let’s just end it here with the fervent and heartfelt wish that one day I’ll be as awesome as this guy:

PLS HOOKUP WIT ME DAWG