Don't shove it in my face when I'm pissing
I think about plenty when I pee but this ain't helpin'.
I think about plenty when I pee but this ain't helpin'.
Until I started researching different Puerto Vallarta vacation experiences, I never would have thought it a destination for world-class golf. But, sure enough, it's got an amazing course right on the ocean.
Like every Buff Boy, coffee is needed to start my day. Let's be honest: that goes for most people.
We all have our pet peeves, those tiny, often seemingly insignificant annoyances that, when accumulated, can make you want to scream into a pillow.
My partner is too emotional... but not in the way most people would think. We've been together through one sports season. Let me explain why that matters. We started dating at the beginning of the hockey season last year. I don't care much for sports but he's into it so I went along because I had nothing better to do. He's that fan who's decked out in team gear and standing up throughout the game and screaming at the players and high-fiving people when there's a goal. That's not the embarrassing part. (Maybe it kind of is but everyone else is doing it so it's acceptable.) I saw a new side of him when his favorite team was in the playoffs. When they lost a game, he was genuinely pissed on the way home. Like, pissed to the point of grumbling and barely talking to me. I almost felt like saying, "Are you mad at me? What did I do?" and make him get out of the car and walk to his house since I was driving. When his team got into the finals he was thrilled. He was maybe too happy. And when…
Have you seen as many commercials and ads for this thing as I have?? For months, they've had me wondering what all the fuss was about. So, I checked out Oura Ring 4.
Hold the presses, put down those lukewarm lattes and gather ‘round. There's another Buff Boy scandal brewing -- pun definitely intended.

Co-workers saw my porn videos online and now I'm embarrassed to be around them. I like my job but I want to quit because it's hard to face them. What should I do?
In today's hyper-polarized world, even the simple act of clicking "follow" on social media can be construed as a political statement.
Do you ever settle in for a night of reality TV, only to feel an unsettling sense of déjà vu?
I'm not a pet owner but I'm a pet sitter here at Buff Loft. Of course, I'm referring to the company dogs, Bruno, the golden retriever and Charlie, the husky. They visit us in the office on a regular basis and when it's a day of wearing shorts or underwear, we do OK. When it's a pants day (thankfully we don't have many of those), it can be a problem.
There's something irresistibly comforting about a rich, creamy chocolate pudding. For me, it's a nostalgic trip back to childhood, but I've always loved finding ways to elevate classic desserts. My latest obsession? Infusing that deep, decadent chocolate flavor with the robust kick of quality coffee -- Buff Boy Brewing coffee, of course! (Come on, like we're gonna push low-end Folgers or something??)
A customer is a customer is a customer. That’s how I feel about customer service but I guess I’m still old-school.

My grandma gave me a terrible Christmas gift. Is it OK to re-gift my grandma? I don't think she'd ever find out but I have guilty feelings before even doing it.
It was the haircut seen -- and mocked -- around the world.

I know that many youngsters are growing up with a sense of entitlement but, wow, I didn’t realize it was so bad.
Food and booze: it's the Puerto Vallarta experience! Mexico is a country known for its flavors.

Crème brûlée, with its smooth, creamy custard base and satisfyingly brittle, caramelized sugar crust, is a classic dessert for a reason. But what if we could elevate it with a touch of rich, roasted flavor? Enter: Buff! This recipe combines the traditional crème brûlée technique with the bold notes of Buff Boy coffee for a truly unforgettable dessert experience.

The trend nowadays is that everything is offensive and everyone should be offended by everything. But for those of us who don’t have a stick up our… well, I’ll get to the point.
My partner is an organized person and I appreciate that. But he's trying to push his ways onto me. (Do you remember that Seinfeld episode where Elaine confronts Jerry and says, "Everything has to be just so with you"? Well that's the story of my life.) When we travel, we have to be at the airport well in advance and he insists on holding our documents, and he's forever watching the clock. I prefer taking it easy and getting there shortly before boarding time. When we get to the hotel room, the bags have to be put in a certain area and shoes have to be the same. I keep my bathroom stuff (toothbrush, comb, etc.) in a travel bag on the counter but he unpacks and displays everything as if it's our bathroom and home and not a temporary stay. I keep my shirts and other clothes in my suitcase but he unpacks it and hangs them up in the hotel closet. He means well and I appreciate his attention to detail but I'm tempted to say, "Just do your thing and leave my stuff alone" but the last thing I…
You already know the joke: Buff Boys all about our hair, bodies and having perfect skin. Yadda, yadda, yadda. Because of that terribly accurate reputation, we're always on the hunt for the holy grail of lotions.
Buff Boy Collin thinks his dimples and botox'ed face can get him out of any sort of trouble he might find himself in. Whether it's a speeding ticket or "accidentally" not paying for a chocolate bar at the store and having an employee stop him as he heads for the door (maybe that's for another gossip column), Collin feels he's untouchable. (And knowing his dating life, he mostly touches himself. Am I already getting sidetracked before I even start this story? Focus.)

There are certain fashion and beauty trends that leave me scratching my head so vigorously, I’m worried I’ll give myself whiplash. And at the top of that list, vying for the coveted "Most Perplexing" award, are certain iterations of fake hair and… well, let’s call them "statement" eyelashes. My brain genuinely just doesn't compute. It's not judgment (yes, it is), it’s pure, unadulterated, polite bewilderment. And judgment. Not gonna lie.
I recently hired a house cleaner. I saw her ad online and she's from my neighborhood so I gave her a shot. The first time she cleaned, it was amazing. It took a long time because I hadn't done a thorough clean for a while. She left the place amazing (even folded the toilet paper into a triangle point like in hotels). The second time, not so great. The third time, even more not so great. I haven't reached out for a while and she's been contacting me asking about re-booking. I've been making excuses like I'm out of town or just have too much on the go. (She only cleans when I'm home because I don't allow someone in my place when I'm not there.) I figured she'd just take the hint after not hearing from me but I think I'm faced with the awkwardness of having to say she's fired. Do I do it in a text? Call her? Or just keep making excuses and hope she gives up?