Sex & dating index
Columns involving sex, dating, bondage, sadomasochism, and/or excessive nudity. Read them all. You know you want to.
Or “Everything I need to know about sex I learned at church rummage sales”. Warning: contains demonic rape!
My disgruntled penis takes on one of the world’s leading condom manufacturers. A Goliath-versus-Goliath story.
My friend was born with three testicles and a foreskin. Now he has two testicles and no foreskin. What the hell happened?
Some black boxes are best left in a trench at the bottom of the ocean. This story is so tragic, there’s even a dead bunny in it. Part 1 of I met her on the Internet.
The best dates are the ones where she tells you you’re going to Hell. Part 2 of I met her on the Internet.
I was 26. She was 39. You do the math. Warning: contains unwelcome scatology! Part 3 of I met her on the Internet.
That whole “guy goes out on a date with a girl who turns out to be a dude” thing is an urban legend, right? Wrong. Part 4 of I met her on the Internet.
A chance meeting with an ex-girlfriend leads to an astonishing revelation: after we broke up, she wrote, directed and starred in a play about what a shitty boyfriend I was.
Ever had a bipolar, patholigically-lying, nymphomaniac roommate who attacked you with a knife? I have. Part 1 of Memoirs of a recovering ex-roommate.
I have sex with my roommate, and guess what? I live to regret it. Part 2 of Memoirs of a recovering ex-roommate.
Fat hairy white guys don’t drive city buses for the money—they do it for the sweet lovin’. A terrifying glimpse into the twilight world of bus groupies! Part 2½ of Memoirs of a recovering ex-roommate.
The roommates of #204 are on the brink of civil war. Can harmony be restored through the healing power of breast implants? Part 4 of Memoirs of a recovering ex-roommate.
I celebrate my birthday with a walk on what many people think is “the wild side”.
A moribund date takes a dangerous turn when I unwittingly walk into the slavering jaws of peril. Part 2 of Tales of the subconscious.
Want to put a dying relationship out of its misery? Try a threesome.
You don’t have to be sexually depraved to work at The Peak. But it helps. Part 3 of Confessions of a student journalist.
When a comic-strip heroine gets spanked, a campus witch-hunt ensues. Warning: contains the worst kind of pornography! Part 6 of Confessions of a student journalist.
Pathetic mayhem ensues when a co-worker’s gaydar goes hideously awry at a conference of student journalists. Part 7 of Confessions of a student journalist.
I get hold of a discount coupon—for sex. Talk about putting the ‘ass’ in ‘crass commercialism’!