Tucker Max and my sex life

As a woman, I'm not supposed to like this guy. He's a quintessential asshole. He's incredibly attractive and knows it, he drinks to excess that would probably kill most people and more importantly when he does drink (and doesn't for that matter), he has sex with all kinds of women and then treats them horribly. But....I would fuck him in a hot second. As I am an aspiring writer of my sexual conquests/weird love life and he is my hero for this reason, I would love to end up being one of his conquests and have a story titled after me on his website (tuckermax.com). This would be my shining day. Forget heaven or winning the lottery, I'd have some made up nickname derived from some physical attribute of mine or something stupid that I said....he'd fuck me, and then force me to leave through the window or puke on me or steal my clothes and I'd have to walk home naked. And then he'd write about it.

As I will do with so many of the guys that I've experienced really terrible sex with, who were just plain out of their fucking heads. Yes, I'll give them nicknames or just change their names altogether. But, my friends will know who they are...and more importantly....they know who they are.

Like the guy that didn't bother to tell me that the condom came off at some point during sex. And I found it days later.....when it finally came out of me. The name of this poor schmuck (who was also the worst lay EVER) will be changed, but if he reads it....he'll know. Oh, he'll know.

So, in conclusion...Tucker Max, if you are ever in Olympia, WA....I will totally do you. And I'll try my best to make it interesting enough to write about.

Oh, and check out his website tuckermax.com and read his book, "I hope they serve beer in hell" and then watch the movie version when it comes out in Spring 2009.