12 days for raping a 60 year old?

[snooper]

So it looks like you should get something like 24 days for raping a 24 years old. Or something like that.

---dr.M.

I think the arithmetic mean of 12 and 60 is 36, not 24. Of course if MG were around we could check with an expert.

What's the penalty for 69ing with a 96 year old?

 

[MlledeLaPlumeBleu]

Remembering it when you're sober.

 

[Randi Grail]

Remembering it when you're sober.

You mean you don't get a "...and all I got what this lousy t-shirt." t-shirt?

 

[MlledeLaPlumeBleu]

No, it's a pair of high waisted elastic pants.

 

[doormouse]

No, it's a pair of high waisted elastic pants.

eww and double ewww

As long as she didn't use her knee high stockings to bound your wrists...

 

[Lucifer_Carroll]

The Great Biscuitwarmer demands elastic pants. Fulfill his wishes, puny commies.

 

[MlledeLaPlumeBleu]

>>As long as she didn't use her knee high stockings to bound your wrists... <<



Oh. My. God.

I think you just made me sterile.

 

[Guest]

ive often wondered about those people with diaper fetishes. toilet trained too soon?


back to your regularly scheduled thread..............

 

[shereads]

ive often wondered about those people with diaper fetishes. toilet trained too soon?


back to your regularly scheduled thread..............

Don't be silly. I was hoping we'd cover this area when I posted the thread.



To what extent is the progress of civilization determined by traumatic toilet-training?

Which is more harmful to the future adult: too lenient, too strict, or child too small for toilet seat (fear of falling in)?

Did anal retentive behavior exist before the invention of indoor plumbing?

 

[Guest]

Don't be silly. I was hoping we'd cover this area when I posted the thread.



To what extent is the progress of civilization determined by traumatic toilet-training?

Which is more harmful to the future adult: too lenient, too strict, or child too small for toilet seat (fear of falling in)?

Did anal retentive behavior exist before the invention of indoor plumbing?

totally uneducated guess...

just by being around kids who dont flush... leads me to believe that perhaps being anal retentive is brought on by a fear of losing something they made..

could you imagine the total awe a kid must have had over outhouses.. just knowing what they created is lurking in perpetuity just under a wooden seat?

could this be the reason jesse james was so violent?
could this be the reason lizzy borden took an axe?

so then.. could this be the reason why ol' teddy kennedy did a dump and run in chapiquidic?...

things we may never know.... *sigh*

 

[shereads]

could you imagine the total awe a kid must have had over outhouses.. just knowing what they created is lurking in perpetuity just under a wooden seat?

Not only can I imagine...I have lived the nightmare!

Twice in my childhood we visited an elderly great-great-great-great-great-great aunt who lived in the farthest reaches of the boondox and still had no indoor plumbing. The second time, I was careful not to drink a lot of fluids the day of the visit, but sooner or later, a girl's gotta go. Older relatives who grew up in the country think it's funny to send a city-kid into a rotting, owl-infested dark wooden shack, with a flickering, 15-watt yellow Bug Bulb as the only light source preventing you from tumbling into the bottomless pit whose entrance is a crater the size of Arizona in the middle of an ancient, bowed wooden plank that has deposited splinters in the derrierres of untold generations of elderly aunts. For all you know at age eight or nine, the mysteriously never-seen great-great-great-etc. uncle disappeared down there half a century ago. There are portraits of him in the house, but he's rarely mentioned and when he is, it's always by someone shaking her head saying, "He was a mean drunk."

Impossible to imagine what it might have been like to be a toddler, faced not with toilet-training but with bottomless-pit-in-the-dark training.

 

[Guest]

Not only can I imagine...I have lived the nightmare!

Twice in my childhood we visited an elderly great-great-great-great-great-great aunt who lived in the farthest reaches of the boondox and still had no indoor plumbing. The second time, I was careful not to drink a lot of fluids the day of the visit, but sooner or later, a girl's gotta go. Older relatives who grew up in the country think it's funny to send a city-kid into a rotting, owl-infested dark wooden shack, with a flickering, 15-watt yellow Bug Bulb as the only light source preventing you from tumbling into the bottomless pit whose entrance is a crater the size of Arizona in the middle of an ancient, bowed wooden plank that has deposited splinters in the derrierres of untold generations of elderly aunts. For all you know at age eight or nine, the mysteriously never-seen great-great-great-etc. uncle disappeared down there half a century ago. There are portraits of him in the house, but he's rarely mentioned and when he is, it's always by someone shaking her head saying, "He was a mean drunk."

Impossible to imagine what it might have been like to be a toddler, faced not with toilet-training but with bottomless-pit-in-the-dark training.

i feel your pain.

when i was a kid.. ooooway back when.. i had a "friend" who thought it would be a fab joke to invite me over to spend the night.... told me that the only problem was that the toilet was broken.. but no worries.. they had an outhouse..

they did have an outhouse! i couldnt believe it.. she showed me the 'paper' they used.. she had me use it.. even showed me how she stood over the hole instead of sitting on it.. oh god.. how gullible!!!

so it went on for all afternoon.. if wehad to use the toilet.. we jus tused the outhouse.. that evening after supper i had to go again.. i asked for a flashlight to get to the outhouse.. her mother just about died from laughter.. why would i want to use the outhouse instead of the bathroom...


i went home early that night.

 

[shereads]

i feel your pain.

when i was a kid.. ooooway back when.. i had a "friend" who thought it would be a fab joke to invite me over to spend the night.... told me that the only problem was that the toilet was broken.. but no worries.. they had an outhouse..

they did have an outhouse! i couldnt believe it.. she showed me the 'paper' they used.. she had me use it.. even showed me how she stood over the hole instead of sitting on it.. oh god.. how gullible!!!

so it went on for all afternoon.. if wehad to use the toilet.. we jus tused the outhouse.. that evening after supper i had to go again.. i asked for a flashlight to get to the outhouse.. her mother just about died from laughter.. why would i want to use the outhouse instead of the bathroom...


i went home early that night.

I don't envy that kid's karma.