We are not going to come right out and say our readers don’t love us, but sometimes it feels that way (*tear*). It might be our shallow male egos, or all that time stuffed in garbage cans as a kid… but this time we are being stubborn.
We’ve been keeping it real, 500 times now… and normally around this point we throw some scratch at our readers in honor of their support. But now we need more than just your eyes! We need your feedback, comments, tender loving care, hand lotion, kleenex and participation! Share our stories, retweet us, fold us into a paper airplane & throw us at your office buddy and comment on our stories from time to time on the site (notice those were all “ands” not “ors”). The bigger we get, the more fun stuff we have… meaning better gear for us to hook you up with! **That’s worth repeating** BETTER GEAR FOR US TO HOOK YOU UP WITH!!!!
So… we’ve decided to hold out like your junior prom date and not slip into the backseat of your Mamma’s station wagon this time around. (But that doesn’t mean we don’t love you!!!) Rest assured we will be back to relieve your tension at some point. Cuz just like your date, her “No” really meant a screaming orgasmic “YES!!!!!”.
Thanks for helping us keep it real, and remember we reward our groupies!
