You know, people do all sorts of things to each other in the name of love, or lust, as the case may be. I don't even pretend to understand what drives some of these needs.
JF found this story the other day, and immediately thought of it as blog fodder.
This poor schmoe not only had to suffer the indignity of having his penis glued to his abdomen and his buttocks glued shut -- the woman also painted an obscenity on his back in nail polish. The woman scorned claims that this was all part of their "adventurous" sexual routine. I'm not buying that, sister. Even the most cutting-edge sexual play generally doesn't involve Super Glue.
Can you *imagine* the pain? I wail like a freakin' baby when I hot-glue my fingers together.
The jury awarded Glue Man the sum of $46,200 for his "pain, suffering, and emotional distress." Not to mention genital mutilation. I'm still pondering what exactly happened the first time he had to take a poo.
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