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Here are some of my best videos, articles, stories, and blogs.

SMALL TOWN, BIG AWKWARD

Posted on October 20th, 2010

SMALL TOWN, BIG AWKWARD

Click to read excerpts from my upcoming book.

I Lied About Losing My Virginity

Posted on March 12th, 2010

wwwasylum.jpeg Every man remembers his first titty. My first happened in the woods by my house during seventh-grade. I felt confident due to the new badass Nirvana T-shirt I wore under my flannel shirt.

The breast belonged to Mona, a sultry Mexicana, who looked like a Fly Girl dancer on “In Living Color.” Paler than the rest of her coffee skin, her breasts glowed angelically. They were the size of grapefruits. Sadly, like grapefruits, they were bittersweet. Mona moved away the next week and didn’t even say goodbye.

The first day back school, I looked at my friends gathered around our lunch table and blurted out, “Mona and I did it over break.”

Click here to read the entire story and my recent interview about Mona’s recollection.

Exposing the Legendary Donut Robot

Posted on March 12th, 2010

My Ex-Girlfriend Married a Woman

Posted on March 12th, 2010

brittany2.jpegCyberstalking an ex-girlfriend can be extremely therapeutic when she’s fat, boring or in rehab. The only problem is when she’s hot, successful and married … to another woman.

“I have something I need to tell you,” Bethany told me four years ago over the phone.

Nothing positive ever follows that statement. No woman will ever say, “I have something I need to tell you … I’ve invented whiskey that cures impotence.” And that’s not just because women are crappy inventors.

Knowing ill-fate awaited, I met Bethany at the coffee shop. What else could I do? Children realize they’re not going to Disneyland when the dentist’s office comes into view — but they still hold tight and hope ice cream will follow.

Click here to rest the whole story.

How I Tried to Make My Ex-Girlfriend Jealous With a Craigslist Hooker

Posted on March 12th, 2010

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Let me be clear, I didn’t want a hooker. I only bought one to win back my girlfriend.

I moved to Hollywood wanting to make sweet love to fame. Instead, I slept with Samantha. Quickly I learned a woman doesn’t like it when she’s the good thing in your life. Samantha dumped me after four months. Under the influence of Old Crow bourbon and Elliot Smith songs on repeat, I called my “Bad Advice Friend” for help.

“Take a hot chick to the comedy club she works at,” he said immediately. “Samantha will get jealous and want you back.” I needed to go where sultry women live … Craigslist.

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The Alan Cox Radio Show talked about this article for a solid fifteen minutes. Click here to listen.

My Only New Joke I Like

Posted on March 12th, 2010