


by Candy • Wednesday, December 14, 2005 at 12:30 PM
I bought a king-size candy bar today (a Milky Way, to be precise, which is known as the Mars Bar in pretty much the rest of the world and God, what is WITH THAT anyway? So confusing when I first moved here, because I don’t want no steeeenking almonds in my candy bar) but ANYWAY, as I grabbed it out of the bag to bring up to the office, I noticed that it was, well, kind of disturbingly cock-like in length and girth. Then I thought about it further and realized, damn, I’ve actually been with guys who were smaller than this candy bar.
(insert joke about eating something out)
I can’t decide if this means I need to get laid more often, or less.
And yes, I needed to share this with the readership. Because I’m hoping somebody else will let me know that they’re as easily-amused as me, just so I don’t feel like as much of a freak.
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by Candy • Tuesday, December 13, 2005 at 06:20 AM
Check it, motherfuckers: I posted a guest column for Romancing the Blog today. It’s kind of incoherent, but since when have you guys read my ramblings because they were coherent, eh? Anyway, I head down some truly weird paths while pondering erotic and paranormal romances, and I hope that y’all get a good chuckle out of the article, if nothing else.
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by SB Sarah • Sunday, December 11, 2005 at 02:07 PM
And because we’re doing more Poser covers, you know what this means:
Fug content: Unrelenting.
Nudity: Rampant. Rar!
Risk to your retinas: Moderate to moderately high.
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Sarah: I prophecy that in the Dragon/Human Three-Legged Race at this year’s Otherworldy Ren Faire, that man will fall down on his ass, and the dragon, having placed a bet against their team, will win enough to buy a biiiig roasting pit so as to cook his little human friend for dinner. Because damn, those thighs have a LOT of meat.
Candy: Dragon sodomy. DRAGON SODOMY. Oh fuck. The humanity.
And you know why his legs are so well-developed. I mean, c’mon. This guy’s equipment wouldn’t be nearly big enough to satisfy the needs of Draco, here.
Sarah: A man called Lust. An artist called Sucky. And a cover called Damn Hell That is Creepy as All Get Out.
I mean, what can be said about a Man called Lust that hasn’t been said already? The white hair, the dark eyebrows, the vacant, disturbed expression… the pants conveniently unbuttoned for easy access to Lust’s Lusty Lingam? It’s all just too much. I have to go lie down.
Candy: No, Sarah, don’t lie down! That’s exactly what he wants you to do! IT’S A TRAP!
Sarah: Apparently, she did a very tanned Jim Carrey SIM.
And I know what she didn’t do last summer - get a freaking haircut.
Candy: Hmmm. The guy (and I use the term “guy” loosely, since he’s only vaguely human-ish) reminds me more of Willem Dafoe.
And I know who she did last summer, too. And so do the Dallas Cowboys. I’m just sayin’.
Sarah: I probably should be asking, “Is this a play on the word “seal?” Are they selkies? Is this a neat selkie sex novel I’d like?
But instead, my brain is too busy asking, “Is that a pair of dudes? Or chicks? I mean, the man-titty indicates SIMman, but the shapely waist indicates SIMFemme. The musculature of the stomach seems to indicate male, but then, the hair? The expression, the defined waist and flared hips?
What is this, an androgynous selkie novel? And why is the dude on the left humping that rock, anyway?
Candy: Wow. Somebody was really indulging in their Elijah Wood (man-titty edition) hard-on when creating this cover. Hey, speaking of fucking the rock--did you notice that the twin humps look vaguely like buttocks? The ugly truth is revealed: the selkies, they love to make Cave Troll snuff porn. Fucking selkies.








by SB Sarah • Friday, December 09, 2005 at 06:34 PM
Can I just say, that since the gossip news broke that Brad Pitt adopted Angelina Jolie’s kids, all I can think of is Smart Bitches.
Why?
The kids’ last names are now “Jolie-Pitt.”
JOLIE-PITT? Tell me that’s not the BEST euphamism for vagina EVER?
Someone in the future is going to have their hero thrusting into someone’s jolie pitt real soon, I tell you.
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by SB Sarah • Friday, December 09, 2005 at 04:34 PM
The ad lasted nearly an hour! Oh, it is hard indeed to stump the Bitchery.
Congratulations to Elisabeth, who correctly guessed that today’s Lonely Heart was Jackie O’Neill from Jude Deveraux’s “The Invitation,” a novella that seriously gave Sarah the Major Icks.
Kneel, Elizabeth and rise with your new Smart Bitch Title™:
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