Life in the mancave is fun, but the gnats and the flys are a pain. The gnats fly in front of my eyes so I slap my face to kill them. Sometimes there are no gnats, just big black spots on my eyes rolling across my vision, so I just slap myself for nothing.

The other problem is flys. Shelby bought me a fly zapper but I ain't zapped any yet. I'm constantly chasing them away from the rim of my cup.

This morning I sucked something through the head of the Pink Penis Straw, and I suspected what it was. Sure enough, I spit a dead fly out.

I guess we now know how pink plastic penis straws orgasm.

Here's a poker game from the other night with Shelby and Todd.