There is obviously a great deal of dicketry going on in the universe. I can say this with complete confidence because Paul Newman is 74 and I am 25. Now I was just watching The Long Hot Summer and I realized, there is no god. Or there probably is but God is a bitter fat lesbian who is determined to get vengeance whenever possible and in my case this vengeance comes in the form of Paul Newman all sweaty and sarcastic and wearing nothing but boxers. Now I'm not going to go on about this- mostly because a lot of our friends are male and they'll read this and the homophobia will rear its predictable little head and we'll be removed from a lot of bookmarks. But you know what? If I were a straight guy I'd still want to shag Paul Newman. If I were a blind quadriplegic marmoset I'd still want to shag Paul Newman.
Fuck space-time.

PS If a certain blood relative by some chance remembered the address of this site and reads the above, all I can say is, sorry, but this is revenge for the Asian women thing.