Just be honest or throw that pig back into the wild. This isn't a Luau!

What the fuck is a Hida Hog? The original term of a Hida Hog is a girl that isn’t really up to a guys social standards and keeps her hidden from his friends and acquaintances as she isn’t adequate enough to be in public with him. A hida hog really is only for immediate gratification or a booty call.

As I totally embrace booty calls, one night stands, fucking somebody ugly, anything that involves equal opportunity fucking…you know I am usually in. I think this term can get a little bit messy. Not only is it unfair to say that only men have a hida hog…I know PLENTY of women that fuck unacceptable men all the time and do not bring them around.

Here is my fucking problem with a hida hog…typically to keep people around; it is very common for men and for women to be misleading so they can reap the benefits. There is nothing more fucking horribly annoying and disgusting to me than a person who wants to have their fucking cake and eat it too and somebody who is misleading and selfish about sex.

Why can’t people just say “I just want to fuck you…I am not interested in anything else?” I wish people were more honest about bootie calls and straight forward about what they really want. It is okay to just NOT be into somebody except sex. People have been doing it for years without being misleading or a real fucking dick. Being a hida hog means that the person is just not fucking into you at all…they just want to have sex and haven’t told you so.

Here are a few signs you may be a hida hog:

- The person you are fucking only wants to have you at their house or your house or in a place they have no chance of bumping into their social circle or in a situation where they may appear unavailable.

- You have NEVER met their friends or very few of them. You have never met their family, boss, coworkers…and would never go to any event where these individuals would be around.

- They are not straight forward about what they really want with you. They tell you they want to take it ONE DAY AT A TIME and see where it goes…and months and months have gone by.

- They are always doing fun things without you and hanging out with people you have never met.

- They only text you, IM you, or email you…they never call you in public.

- If they do spend any time with you…it is usually around you having sex.

- If they have mentioned what a great friend you or have said they want to work on having a good friendship so the future can be stronger.

If you aren’t a hida hog…then this person is either in a relationship, they are married, or they are just not fucking into you and you need to either move on…or take the edge off. This is ALWAYS why you should be sleeping with more than one person.

Dr. Ramblin Broad has a cure for anybody who may start to think they are a hida hog: GO FUCK OTHER PEOPLE! Fuck as many people as you can…and enjoy it. If you happen to get that booty call from the rat bastard or the dumb cunt…fuck them anyway…at least now having the cake and eating it too is fucking fair. Beat them at their own fucking game!

I eat more chicken than any man ever seen…

Yes…I want you to be my backdoor man. The term "backdoor man" originally came from a woman cheating on her husband and the other man exiting from the back door. But since the dirty slutty 1960’s it is a double entendre also meaning practicing anal sex.

I am beginning to find out how many bitches don’t give up the ass…and I mean literally…their asshole. What are they scared of? I have also realized how many dudes actually don’t like something in their ass or anal sex with a woman. Really? Get a hold of your fucking sexuality already! Look…I can understand that it isn’t everybody’s cup of fucking tea…but don’t knock it until you try it.

If you do it right…anal sex can be rewarding for both partners. There are so many dumb fucking assholes out there that not only don’t know what the fuck they are doing with the vagina…but are so selfish they forget that sex is actually a two way fucking street. If both partners communicate and can laugh and have a good time in bed…then anal sex shouldn't be embarrassing or disgusting.

Here are a few tips on how to make anal sex work for you and your partner:

- LUBE LUBE LUBE. Don’t just stick it in without it. No fucking way.

- The clit is there…fucking use it! Whether or not your lady touches it or you man up and do it yourself…find time to make sure the clitoris is getting attention during this process.

- As one of my friends so nicely puts it…sometimes you gotta play poop. Don’t be embarrassed…just try to understand your body and have some common sense.

- Make sure your lady has already cum…there is no back and forth here…once it’s in the brown eye…you can’t go back.

- Slowly make it happen … inch by inch. Don’t just shove the fucker in!

- KEEP IT IN…once it is in…keep it there. You can move it around…but try to not completely pull out as frequent as you would if it was a vagina.

- Make sure the lady feels like she has control of the situation…most woman want to know they can stop at anytime if they need to.

- I recommend that you don’t watch hardcore porn and think anal sex is just like that. Give me a fucking break already.

- Wear a condom…I know sometimes a few of us don’t follow that rule….but please try your best.

Now…man the fuck up and try to expand your horizons or spice things up. I believe you will be thanking me later…so…you are welcome.

Like my dad always said…you can’t get pregnant if you swallow or take it in the ass. He is such a wise man.

It isn't stranger danger if you are asking for it.

Nothing helps you get over a dumb cunt or a fucking dickhead more than getting on top of somebody else. I don’t mean fucking your goddamn exes or getting yourself back into more drama than you already have…I am talking some good old fashion STRANGE. One, two, or multiple STRANGE opportunities can really build the ego and get you right back on track after a break up.

There is something about fucking somebody in the bathroom of a bar…or getting your hair pulled by somebody you just met minutes ago that really makes a person feel special. Waking up next to somebody you just met at your neighborhood bar and staring at them wondering what their name is can be such a delightful feeling. Who doesn’t love calling their friends up the next morning and talking about the random sex they scored…I know I do!

Some people may say therapy works, or a “how Stella got her groove back” vacation to clear your mind will help. FUCK THAT SHIT. I say fuck a different person every night…hell…fuck multiple people every night. I swear…after a few weeks…you will be drama free. Books on tape and draining your friends with conversations are a waste of time. Sunshine and margaritas…although fucking awesome…is just a temporary distraction.

Strange is like going to a new restaurant or trying a new beer. If you like it…you can get it again. If you don’t, then you can just try something else on for size.

Here are a few tips on how to handle some strange:

Strange does NOT mean your exes, your friends exes, people you know have a boyfriend or girlfriend, married folks, and surly not your boss. Trust me…this shit gets fucking messy and makes you feel worse.

The less questions the better. Don’t fucking worry about what somebody does for a living, or if they have kids, past relationships, and what their fucking last name is. Shut your fucking trap and get a good pounding already.

Stop playing fucking games. No flirting…just say it like it is. I want to fuck you…and I want to fuck you right now. The stupid bitches or dumb fucking dudes that don’t appreciate that…are usually the worst in bed anyway. Skip a cold fish…it isn’t healthy for anybody.

Drugs and Alcohol always make some strange way more fun. A few lines or shots off body parts really spice things up.

Only give them your number if the sex blew your mind and they are aware you only want a bootie call down the road…nobody needs somebody with hearts shooting out of their eyes.

Use nicknames instead of real names. Each new strange needs a nickname like: The Sunglass Guy, Beer Guy, Marilyn look-a-like, rapper wannabe...catch my drift? It makes telling your stories so much more delightful…and nicknames are easier to remember.

Last but very not least…in the words of my man Kid Rock…“I don't wanna be your friend...I wanna fuck you like I'm never gonna see you again”…because hopefully you won’t.

Tonight…I am on the hunt. Watch out Portland…I need some serious strange.

Don’t give me no lines and keep your hands to yourself…

There are too many people worried about their future love life than getting fucking porked and having multiple sex partners. These people are focused on creating a marriage, having children, going to church, and wearing mom jeans. You know, the real fucking “important” things in life.

From the day we are all born society has set a moralistic stage for what a man and a woman are expected to achieve. When is the right time bust your cherry, get married, fucking squeeze a few out? These pressures can get to a point where grown ass men and women begin to desperately obsess.

Desperate is never a good look no matter who you are.

It is so obvious when fucking people have marriage and babies on the mind. Really…you wonder why you can’t get more than two fucking dates out of somebody? Check your fucking dreams of baggage at the goddamn door. Who really wants to fuck a dumb bitch that is most likely skipping her birth control and won’t let you cum on her tits or in her ass?

Since I am the anti-love, the man-eater, the twisted fucking sister, and the lust obsessed…I can see desperate a mile away. Desperate can come in all different shapes and sizes…

Here are my top five warnings that you need to run and run fucking fast.

- When a date wants to know if you are “exclusive” before your asshole has ever hit their face.

- If a first date asks if you are willing and able to conceive…I would pack your own jimmies for this crazy.

- When you give your number to somebody and they call you more than once in the same night. Watch your rearview mirror.

- If a date shows you more pictures of their nieces and nephews than their genitals, you need to take a goddamn hint.

- Any mention of their age, wasting time, and any horror stories of their exes will result in early talks of commitment.

I am not trying to put down anybody who has these aspirations in life; they should just understand how damn desperate they appear when it isn’t happening fast enough. Take your time, enjoy being single, and have as much sex as humanly possible. When you do get shacked up in a marriage with kids… you will wish you could go back and have the life you didn’t take advantage of.

Stop believing every person you meet is the one.
Stop wondering what your kids will look like with a first date.
Stop dating only “marriage material”…you never know whom you will pass up.

This makes me want to fucking punch myself in the mouth while watching 16 and pregnant, and taking shots of whiskey.

Don't underestimate the power of mistletoe...

I can’t fucking stand the holidays. People pretending to be happy in relationships and a marriage just to “get through” the holidays, overbearing mom jeans wearing bell earrings rushing through the grocery stores, and those fucking horrible jewelry commercials that make me want to literally scratch my eyeballs out and have somebody take a shit in my sockets.

The holidays do not make anybody feel warm and fuzzy. Don’t bitches know that those jewelry commercials are directed to men with mistresses? What real man goes and buys something that nice for the woman who bitches all the time and doesn’t suck his cock? Then you have a woman who buys a workbench or some fucking stupid sweater, when all he wanted was the new Gran Turismo to escape her bitch ass.

The holidays are full of disappointment! You are forced to see the family you hate, and end up broke and ten pounds heavier when the first of the year comes around. Who really wants to spend days hearing about why you aren’t married with kids or why you aren’t more successful after all the money your parents spent on college? Who really wants to be forced to be “with” somebody just because they don’t want to be alone during the holidays?

FUCK THAT SHIT. I am having a holiday intervention with you mother fuckers who are guilty as charged.

This holiday season I want you to get fucked up. Fuck as many people at holiday parties you aren’t related to, spend your gift money on drugs, and if you have to spend time with your family…bring a fucking flask!

Here are a few tips to get you into the fucking spirit:

- Instead of spending time and energy on that white elephant gift, share an eight ball with them...how much more white can that be?

- Keep mistletoe on you at all times. Who can resist?

- Drink during the day. Every morning in your coffee put a shot of something to keep you warm on your drive to work…it makes traffic less stressful.

- After a family dinner, take your cousins from out of town to a goddamn strip club and show them what pussy and Portland is really about.

- Don’t bring a date to any party you go to…you never know who you might want shag in the coat closet..

- Go and enjoy every holiday specialty cocktail in town. I highly recommend going to Huber’s and then taking a taxi home…you will need it.

- Give the gift of alcoholism. Everybody likes booze for Christmas.

- When the New Year rolls in…kiss as many people as possible in the room. Attached or not…everybody is allowed a free-for-all kiss when the clock strikes midnight.


Have a fucking safe and drunk holiday season! As a present to me, I would appreciate at least one good porking to end 2010 on a high note…and then don’t take their number when you leave.

Some men are about as smooth as a razor blade...

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There is nothing more pathetic than an office slut...

Are you the office slut?

Let me clarify.

In the good old days, you could fuck your boss or your secretary, go home and lead a totally separate life. That's the way its meant to be. You could also smoke at your desk and have a bottle of whiskey open all day long. In the good old days bitches didn’t go cry in the bathroom because their hot office fuck didn’t give them the time of day during a meeting, and they sure as fuck didn’t hang around in the mother fuckers cubical all day giggling and twirling their hair like a fucking high school cheerleader.

An office slut is like a public water fountain… Walk up, push the right button and she’ll quench your thirst. But its all wrong. Nobody actually wants to admit they use a public water fountain.

There is nothing sexier than getting fingerbanged in the copy room or getting a blowjob under your desk. Who doesn’t love a good parking up against the vending machine or maybe a quick lip lock in the elevator? If you are really good…like myself, you can get a hot quickie done in 8 floors on the elevator. No panty Thursday is your friend!

Most office sluts are not only obnoxious and pathetic, but they have no idea what people actually think of them. These bitches runs their mouth about their office fuck and use it to gain attention, mind fuck others, and use it as an excuse to roll up in a ball on the floor crying asking “Why me?"...you did it to yourself you dumb cunt.

Do yourself a favor and SHUT YOUR SLUT MOUTH!

An office gangbang is supposed to be kept private, which is what makes it so goddamn fun! Nobody is trying to get a relationship out of the deal, or worse...get married!

Yes, I know multiple stupid bitches that do seriously date within the office, like its fucking high school or something. One time…you learn, second time…you are stupid, the third time you date a guy from work, you are an office slut. Are you that fucking desperete that you can’t find guys to date outside of work? Just because a guy at work fucks you, doesn’t mean you are meeting his family or moving in with him!

The Ramblin Broad Constitution clearly establishes the separation between Work and Date.

Don’t get me wrong…there are smart women out there in the professional world who can get their job done, fuck a few people in the office, and go home and not think twice about it. Men on the other hand have this built within…there isn’t many men begging an office fuck to meet his friends or let alone move in with him. If there is a guy you know doing this, stop fucking him immediately, he is most likely trying to get fired or get out of his marriage.

An office slut, a.k.a. the train wreck, a hot mess you can’t help watch crash and burn, is such great entertainment and an awesome source of gossip. The most dramatic, ball baby bitches tend to end up an office slut and then fuck up by let their lips flap. And not just the meat curtains…

My advice…fuck whoever you want at work but keep your goddamn trap shut! If you continue to date within the workplace and tell everybody about it, you need to fucking get on a stripper pole and get over your goddamn daddy issues already. If you don't, nobody will ever take you seriously again.

Now keep those office flings hot and your panties wet.

I am going to get back to work. It is after all...No Panty Thursday. What drawer did I put that whiskey in?