Talk about explosive pleasure.
In case the SATC bus tour doesn't do it for you, now you can follow Carrie's personal recommendations.
Today in obligatory tangential Royal Wedding news: St. Andrews, where the pair met, has a collection of ancient sex toys.
An anti-terrorist bomb squad responded to a call from a post office in Petrozavodsk, Russia on Monday in regards to a suspicious package with a "strange ticking." After evacuating the building and securing the premises they inspected the package. It contained a vibrator. Apparently it had been accidentally turned on.
These aging stars need to give up on getting good parts already and break into clothing lines. Or that's the party line, anyhow.
From Nerve: "I started browsing the personal ads, hoping to find something like "Hot, nurturing, extremely patient woman seeks obese, self-loathing virgin who masturbates too much." Instead, I found an ad for the Institute for Sexual Surrogate Therapy." Same diff?