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Grunt… part 5.

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And we’re back.

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I don’t know, from the look of that picture? I think I’d rather drown.

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Anyone who has served in the military or been in close proximity to those who do… knows what bug juice is. The fact that it was used in a toilet is not a surprise.

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His brain literally exploded. That’s mind blowing…

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Aren’t you glad you follow my blog?

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Clue me in here. I’ve been around servicemen for the past 40 years or so and have yet to see pigs or chickens tattooed on their feet. Point of fact… it’s bad luck to even say the word pig on a lobster boat. Seriously, the old school fisherman will light you up for that.

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News you can’t use.

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And if you can use it? I’m sorry.

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I haven’t read it, nor do I have any intention of reading it, but damn. That doesn’t sound pleasant.

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Duly noted.

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I never understand people who linger there to read or play with their devices. I adore reading… but there are more comfortable seats in the house.

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That was one busy trio.

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Yes, you read that correctly.

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I’m proud to say my liquor consumption did not waver during the pandemic… and rest assured, I continue to do my part to shore up America’s potent potable economy.

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Grunt… part 3.

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Did I mention I was surprised at the amount of space devoted to penile combat injuries in this book ?

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It definitely wasn’t what I expected…

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Though I admit I now know more about the subject than I probably need to.

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Ditto that for Liquid Ass.

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No, this book wasn’t at all what I expected and as I read on? It kept going downhill…

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Forget nuclear weapons and terrorism, it’s the unruly digestive tract that will be the death of us.

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When they said war is Hell? That’s what they meant…

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Baby wipes? Sailors are such delicate creatures…

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Grunt… part two.

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Mary Roach’s books are always interesting and bizarre, but above all? They’re educational. For instance I now know more about military penile injuries than I ever thought possible… and to be honest, more than I ever thought I’d need.

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Buckle up boys, it’s about to get personal.

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Men. It’s all about priorities.

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One should always be polite when referencing another man’s dick.

( Funny side note- spellcheck changed dick to duck three times. I suppose either one works )

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Transgender community to the rescue. Paving the way to dick reconstruction for decades. Huzzah!

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That last sentence will be giving me bad dreams for months to come. No pun intended.

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All joking aside, it’s a serious and very sad reality for soldiers facing today’s modern warfare. IEDs cause long lasting trauma, both physically and emotionally. The military can’t keep up.

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Grunt – the curious science of humans at war.

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It’s that time again…

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Yes, I’ve found another delightfully quirky book written by Mary Roach…. and you know I have to share some tidbits. This time it’s about war. Not the soldiers, not the battles, but rather the science behind the support of it. Weapons, uniforms, experimental tactics etc., and trust me it gets bizarre quickly.

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Ah, homophobia. Keeping men guessing in foxholes for generations.

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This definitely warrants further investigation.

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You can’t argue with that logic.

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Isn’t history grand?

And in case you think the book doesn’t include weird and wonderful graphics –

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To be continued….

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The perils of reviewing a book called Bonk.

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I should have known there would be a price to pay for excerpting passages from a book about sex.

I should have, but the flood of … how shall I say, related products… now polluting my screen is prodigious.

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Mothers Day gift anyone?

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Technically that’s not a sex toy, but the algorithm’s mind went there anyway.

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I really need to be more careful with my book reviewing.

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Random thoughts….

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Have you ever visited a military cemetery and wondered why there are coins on top of the headstones? I get asked this a lot and thought I’d share.

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I once saw a bratty little boy removing coins from graves in a veterans cemetery and while I don’t normally interfere with parents and their children…. you can bet I did that day.

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Judging from the ad photo, I’d say that one.

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I could do without a lot of things in this world, but never my books.

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This is one of our large backyard apple trees. It’s a Granny Smith and has provided us with 20 years of spectacular autumn pies. But last year a massive wind storm ravaged the right side of her and we had to have an arborist in to give her a massive prune. He assured us all would be well but the harvest will be nonexistent in 2022. Sadly there wasn’t a single solitary bloom this spring …. which means a lot less pie this fall.

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Bonk… part 7.

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You know the drill, crazy excerpts from a book about sex, read at your own risk.

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I can honestly say I’ve never owned a vibrator, but if they can drive me to the grocery store and keep the conversation sparkling? I might have to reconsider.

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Reading this list has left me almost speechless. I say almost because I’m dying to know why the plantain needed a condom.

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I am now seriously rethinking the amount of time my husband spends on the throne.

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I enjoy the feeling of a clean and minty mouth…. but not that much.

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While at first glance this doesn’t seem like a bad thing, I can see how it might keep you distracted at work.. or little Susie’s ballet recital.

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Bonk… part 6.

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Same book about sex, same warning applies. Tender hearted readers take note.. it’s about to get weird.

First up in today’s excerpts are tales from the factory floor.

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Being a porn star isn’t limited to (and I use this term loosely) acting in films. Apparently you can make money recreating and selling your penetrable parts. Who knew?

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Wise choice Maria. No need to make daddy feel inferior.

Leaving the body part factory, we get a history lesson in contraceptives.

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I suppose a cat liver ankle might dissuade the foot fetish suitors.

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I don’t know about you, but I’ve met many a woman with a furious womb.

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Is it any wonder the womb is furious? Geesh. No one wants to be compared to a badger.

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