There goes another novel...

[gauchecritic]

I think this is true. And its not just writing.

I used to play sport at a high level. Try playing competitve sport well after a glorious fuck.

SL61

A known method of 'nobbling' greyhounds jack them off just before the race.(don't know about horses, might be a bit obvious when the jockey club inspectors come round could be a story in here somewhere, nobbling fillies to lose a race. Do lady horses have orgasms? Shang?)

 

[shereads]

We ladies appreciate it if you play sports either before or after, but not during. Yelling "GOAL!" while we're still trying to get your zipper unstuck is confusing as hell.

 

[NoJo]

We ladies appreciate it if you play sports either before or after, but not during. Yelling "GOAL!" while we're still trying to get your zipper unstuck is confusing as hell.

I like to warn people by shouting 'FORE!', just in case they get a ball in their eye.

 

[hmmnmm]

I have excellent posture, thank you very much QUOTE]

You type sitting, then. Sitting straight up. And typing. What about when you're using pen/pencil and paper?
My posture is terrible, just terrible. I really admire people who maintain their posture.


But seriously, it seems as though we are talking about libido - or rather, I wasn't talking about, but it has been mentioned, here. Now, I was just walking away from this machine, for the express purpose of more coffee, when this revelation suddenly pulled me back: what if we thought of the libido as an octopus... except this octopus has only learned to use one arm. The other seven (seven, right?) are useless, but they Could be useful. But - that octopus puts all this his/her/its octopus energy into that one arm (tentacle if we have to be technical). It would only take dedicated practice and eventually that octopus may be able to use a second arm/tentacle... I'm still on the one arm usage myself, and that one's evidently lazy - not always.
Let me get that coffee and we can discuss this further.

 

[NoJo]

I think I'm a bipus.

 

[hmmnmm]

I think I'm a bipus.

That's what I was thinking as soon as I posted. Not that you personally were/are a bipus.
Our libido is bipus, and there's no way to compare it to the octopus. But still - usually one hand/arm is more used - or used more - than the other. Creatively, I mean, sometimes.

 

[shereads]

I like to warn people by shouting 'FORE!', just in case they get a ball in their eye.

This would have been an incredibly arousing exchange, if my musical laughter hadn't come out as a snort.

 

[lucky-E-leven]

This would have been an incredibly arousing exchange, if my musical laughter hadn't come out as a snort.

A 'scared the shit out of the dog' snort?

or

Just a 'damn, diet coke hurts when it reaches the sinuses'?

 

[shereads]

A 'scared the shit out of the dog' snort?

or

Just a 'damn, diet coke hurts when it reaches the sinuses'?

Luckster + Vella = Lucksterella



[/threadjack]

 

[NoJo]

Luckster + Vella = Lucksterella



[/threadjack]

I call them Vucky behind their backs.

 

[shereads]

I call them Vucky behind their backs.

Are you behind both of their backs at the same time?

 

[NoJo]

Are you behind both of their backs at the same time?

Yes, when they sit next to each other and hold hands. That's how two women "do it" with each other, you know.

 

[gauchecritic]

Yes, when they sit next to each other and hold hands. That's how two women "do it" with each other, you know.

That can't be right. One once told me that they touch tongues and that's how they do it.

 

[NoJo]

That can't be right. One once told me that they touch tongues and that's how they do it.

I hope you don't mean each other's tongues. That's just sick.

 

[shereads]

How two women do what?

It?

What is it?

 

[NoJo]

I'm not sure, I think it's to do with that vase I broke once, and tried to glue together so my Mum wouldn't notice.

 

[lucky-E-leven]

No. No. No.

You have it all wrong.

<---

These women do IT on the telephone and the webcam. I wish it were more exciting. ​

<---

Sher,

it is, of course, referring to working crossword puzzles.

 

[shereads]

No. No. No.

You have it all wrong.

Have what wrong? For all our sakes, it had better not have anything to do with the #$@# XXpX. Right now, I'd like nothing better than to sell his XXXXds on e-bay just to shove them up XXXXX'X XXXX XXX. No reserve.

I hope you'll explain what Sub Joe does behind your backs. You knew he was there, right...?

 

[LadyJeanne]

I'm not sure, I think it's to do with that vase I broke once, and tried to glue together so my Mum wouldn't notice.

Mom always said, "Don't play ball in the house..."

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Balzac. Right. Now what was his real name?

Cockwad?

 

[NoJo]

Balzac. Right. Now what was his real name?

Cockwad?

I don't know anything about him, except from a TV program about Rodin's turd-like sculpure of him, which scared and shocked the establishment. Rodin claimed he'd captured Balzac's wild animalistic nature. Apparently the guy was a keen womanfucker.

 

[shereads]

I don't know anything about him, except from a TV program about Rodin's turd-like sculpure of him, which scared and shocked the establishment. Rodin claimed he'd captured Balzac's wild animalistic nature. Apparently the guy was a keen womanfucker.

Sometimes I type "Peter O'Toole" just because it makes me giggle.