Actually, Poland is the top country from which slender women (worldwide) with huge knockers have to specially order their bras, if they actually want one that accommodates their measurements. So I'd imagine the hottie population is higher than you're giving it credit for. (Yes, I just ended a sentence in a preposition).

1.) I am dubious.

2.) It's perfectly acceptable to end a sentence in a preposition. Not being able to is a Latin grammar rule that intellectual snobs from a few hundred years ago tried to jam into English, since Latin was then the language of learning. Unfortunately, people picked up on this and now everyone who remembers their English lessons thinks it's true.

And to think I misread you as a grammar snob... Glad I don't go all-in on that hand.

It's because I am a grammar snob that I fight back against prepositional ignorance. A grammar Nazi must keep his language pure, and unsullied by the influences of lesser tongues.

Will you teach me how to word, batguy?

I can, as I am supremely qualified, but I'm not sure that I will. Grammar Nazis are born, not taught. Well, they're taught, but to go that extra mile you have to be a certain type of *******.

Speaking of long-distance *******s, I'm quite grateful to be finished with last week's diarrhea marathon.

I love pulling up to someone's house with a particular song blaring from my car. Yesterday it was Fuel by metallica, today it was Down With the Sickness, and tomorrow I think I'll be feeling Power by Kanye. And it's only when they come out of their house that I put the song on just astoundingly loud.

Nah, the pregnant fat chicks are still a problem I have to face.

Also I don't live in Poland.

A couple weeks ago my three friends picked me up as we were heading into the city for a night of drinking and fun. I live in a pretty big apartment complex so there's always a lot of people outside walking. These people are on the older side and most are either Korean or Japanese as I live in Koreatown. I walked outside and I here "Shout" by the Isley Brothers BLARING and all three of them hanging out the car or standing going...

a little bit louder now...
a little bit louder now...
a little bit louder now...
a little bit louder now...
a little bit louder now...
a little bit louder now...

It was both embarrassing and hilarious.