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You think you’re struggling to find your place in the universe? Consider poor old Colin Douglass, a terminally ill insurance agent who awakens from centuries in cryogenic freeze to find Earth is a devastated wasteland. Now, he’s being pursued by a homicidal interstellar tourist board, and calculating insurance dividends is as outdated as making stone axes. Sci-fi-hating technophobe Colin seeks a cure for his illness in this strange new galaxy where toilets talk back, and door handles are a long-forgotten relic.

It all started when I got a new job, which came with a new guy. That’s when I managed to cause an unforeseeable disaster, which took down an entire company in less than a week. The new job, the new guy, and a big mouth led to another giant mistake. Then, one more for good measure. Flash forward a couple of weeks, and...I’ve got milk...because I’m dating the milkman, and yes, milk did his body good. Not only do milkmen still exist, but I’ve come to learn that some women hire a milkman to deliver more than just milk.

Blytheville, South Carolina - have you heard of it? Neither had I, until today. It’s in the middle of nowhere, and I’ve been given the ultimatum of either living on the street in Boston or accepting a job transfer down to this blank spot on the map. On day one of my new Southern lifestyle, I land myself in the hospital and meet Austin, one of the two nurses on staff. I would consider this guy absolutely gorgeous if I were into the whole tanned, smoky blue eyes, and messy sex-hair look, but I’m...not. Okay, I’m lying. If Austin wasn’t my type before, he definitely is now.

I have a nightmare job and a divorce at the age of 32. Then my ex-husband, Rick, moved in next door with his life-size Barbie doll. But life pitched me a curveball in the form of a retired Major League Baseball player, Logan Grier. Could life be perfect after all? Of course not. My two worlds collided. Hot temp met the ex, and a full-on bromance was born, but that’s only the beginning. The “man flu” has come out of nowhere and hit both Logan and Rick with a virus they’re claiming to be worse than childbirth. In fact, they’re pretty sure their end is near.

I just wanted an easy summer job.... That didn’t happen. Now, I’m in a living nightmare as I work alongside this monster of a man with mesmerizing emerald eyes that look at me inappropriately every time I see him. To add insult to injury, he has a tan I just want to lick, and a butt worth drooling over every time he purposefully walks by me. But, he's an asshat, and looks are everything. I mean, aren't. LOOKS. ARE. NOT. EVERYTHING. Why do I have to keep reminding myself of this? This is a story of little restraint, too much desire, questionable actions, and the best sex I've ever had.

Der ewige Konflikt zwischen Mann und Frau ist so alt wie die Menschheit. Zu dieser Erkenntnis gelangt auch der von seiner Freundin Heike im Streit vor die Tür gesetzte Tom. Im "magischen Unterwäschekreis" erscheint ihm sein männlicher Urahn, der Caveman, der den ahnungslosen Kerl über die evolutionsgeschichtlich bedingten Unterschiede zwischen Mann und Frau ins Bild setzt.

All 10 episodes of the BBC radio comedy about three women who embrace the world of salsa while adjusting to life after cancer. After their treatment for ovarian and breast cancer, Chippy is mad, Jill is sad and Terri is definitely dangerous to know! Seeking to regain their zest for life and love, they throw themselves into dance classes at Bad Salsa, the club where everyone knows your name but no-one knows your prognosis.