I don't now abut you, where you live, how your week was, but living in Brooklyn, NY the last week or two has been pretty stressful. The devastating hurricane reaping mass destruction (with the weakest name ever. Sandy? Really? Once a storm starts killing people I think it needs a name change - Satana? Stressa? Sh*tstorma Rae). Then the gruesome presidential election, which, regardless of your politics was a stressful and IBS inducing journey. Followed the next day by yet another treacherous weather front and continued gasoline mania and many still without power and heat. It's enough to make anyone with a nervous system and frontal lobe think, "Hot f*cking damn, being alive is madness".

Of course being alive is always beneficial. It's always, I believe, the right choice, and even in writing this I want don't want to diminish or make light of the catastrophic losses some may have endured this week. Still, for those who haven't sustained unspeakable tragedy the best way to balance the hardships of reality is to delve into the softships of idiocy. And so, I decided this week to offer up some levity and point out some of your stupidest (and meanest) questions. I only picked a few, and please don't be hurt if I skipped over yours, rest assured yours could make the next round. Be here are a few I found particularly silly-ass.

After sex, my boyfriend said, "You rocked me." He enjoyed it, right?

YES. Unless you drove a large stone through his skull or played the drum part of Rush's YYZ on his belly.

Do you like it when a girl asks you how long your dick is?

YES. If it's asked with a straight face or awe not in an accusatory or remorseful way.

If there are three kids and one dies, the parents have two more, one jumps out a window, the parents have three more, and how many kids are left?

Six. Six kids, I believe.

Does boobs pain on sucking?

YES. They pain on sucking if you suck too hard.

Are you like sex game with old men?

NO. But I should point out this was the original name for the Cohen Brother's No Country For Old Men. Unfortunately, the studio balked at the last minute on Sex Game with Old Men and they decided for the safer No Country For Old Men.
*Yes, No Country for Old Men is a 2005 novel by Cormac McCarthy. But I'm pretty sure McCarthy's publisher also refused to publish Sex Game with Old Men.

Reading some of your posts I really got an urge to tell you that you are a cock and not funny at all, don't get it why you call yourself a funny guy. Your answers are not helpfull but offensive and stupid. Hope you find something else to do with your time.

While technically not a question, certainly a solid entry into this week's post. I must point out that given I am paid to write and he is not paid to read, would it not be more logical to assume he/she finds something else to do with his or her time? Still, you can't please all the people all the time. Also, you spelled helpful with two Ls!