At this point, I've had enough promotional items sent my way that I should cease being shocked, surprised, or puzzled by any of them.


So...congratulations, Axe.  For sending me a solid chocolate hand.



That's right. A giant box filled with a rock solid Hershey's Pimp Hand had me thoroughly stumped. Inside was a card claiming that 82% of women can't resist chocolate. Hm - does that mean they like it open-handed against their cheek? Do they like it when it waves good-bye to them? Do they use it to hail cabs?


Axe, what do you expect me to do with this? Gnawing on body parts at work is a clear violation of my parole. Although I will say I'm happy that you finally found an excuse to go into that erotic bakery near your office. Were they having a sale on "Day Old Fisting Gifts"?

Well....maybe I'll just try a pinkie....Anybody want a chunk of forearm?