by Bunny McIntosh

Questions this week! Here we go, from you, the viewer… [..]

by Jules Bleach

In the third grade we had to do a practical Life Exercise program, which just involved us bunch of rapscallions doing group exercises like drawing pictures and sharing the story behind them, medicine ball games, etc. One exercise we did involved the teacher telling us to act out certain actions eg – ‘Imagine you’ve just lost all your money on the dogs and your wife has left you’ except a more infantile version. As usual, I was well behind. [..]

by Nathalie Moody

Are you someone that identifies themselves differently than the average guy or gal? Someone who stands out and stands up for their lovely different-ness despite the societal pressures to think, talk, and like what the major networks, movie producers, and corporate radio have to offer? [..]

by Eric “Butter” Levy

I am gonna go on a limb here, and say that most of you out there consider yourselves at least above average when it comes to creativity and individuality. Something tells me that if that was not the case, you would not be here on the SG blog reading this. I would surmise, then, that frustration is something we all encounter almost on our day to day lives; kinda like a test of our greatness, if you will. We overcome this hurdle, only to find it once again a few steps further down the road, improved and ready to hinder us once more. [..]

by Bunny McIntosh

These days, I fancy myself a young, mentally deficient Dear Abby. If you need relationship advice, please write to me at meltingdolls@gmail.com. I will respond here to the best of my ability. I will keep all of your information anonymous and try to offer you a sincere and straight forward response. I might mock you if you’re a tool, but I will do so with a good, friendly nature.

And If I fail to relay something decent, don’t blame me, hot shot — you’re the one writing to the SuicideGirls for relationship advice…

Now let’s ignore that fact and get on with it! [..]

by Christine Dinh

I think we’re in need of an entertainment round-up, don’t you? [..]

by Jules Bleach

There are some days where you find yourself, pants down, staring intently at the hair surrounding your nipples, your feet surrounded by a litter of empty beer, wine and gin bottles, ashamed that your body has somehow come to resemble the Staypuff marshmallow man. [..]