A few observations here:
1) If you are a grown-ass man and drinking milk out of anything but a swollen breast in a highly erotic setting, there is something wrong with you. And if you feel the need to drink a glass of milk while you are battling a severe respiratory illness, you are mentally challenged. I love you Durty, like a third cousin on my mother's side, but you really need to re-evaluate your life choices.
2) Swonkey-law has made several references to the taste of semen and penises in this thread. Those of us who can't reach, (don't deny it, you know you've tried), have no idea what he's talking about. I don't know if he's spending too much time in truck-stop men's rooms or if he is just hyper-flexible, but either way, it's starting to make me uncomfortable and I think I'm not alone.
3) I think I may have had lagator as a roommate in college. There is literally nothing worse than waking up with an excruciating hangover, feeling your way around the kitchen for a cup of much-needed coffee, and encountering some sow as she does the walk of shame from your roommate's lair while he stands at his doorway with a sh!t-eating grin on his face.