non
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Saturday, February 28, 2009, 12:05:37 PM- Economics & Sex | ||
Did you ever consider the cost/benefits of buying a rubber/condom/propholatic vs. pulling out? Costs of rubbers. A damn rubber costs money, you have to shop for it, it may have a psychological cost of embarrassment at the check out counter, hey, look at the chick buying rubbers, she must fuck, or look at the dude buying rubbers, wow, he don't need them, he will never get laid anyway, or the damn things may break (a life time of having to deal with the one night stand, or an ex), no feeling, the thing filled with cum is unsightly laying on the back seat of the car, you left one on the bed when visiting mom with you spouse/significant other/spouse, you got the wrong color and the chick is pissed, you can't get the damn thing on, etc. Benefits of rubbers. You don't have the life time costs, no stds (maybe, the chick if she is goog with her tongue can put it on for the guy and she can get to show off her skills, no std's maybe, chicks like the ribbed ones, they come in all kind of skins (sheep, goat, cow, you get the picture), you get to be known as a metro-sexual type, and your perceived as a Repulican). Benefits of pulling out. You get to spray cum in all directions, the pope and the ayatollahs love you, and you get a really high, and some girls really like it. Downside: (Also applies to rubbers) the abortionists hate you, no babies no abortions, your significant love hates you, she wants to get pregnant, posting a picture with you rubber on is gross, the fucking things can't be recycled unless you part of the recycled toliet paper crowd. | ||
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Thursday, October 25, 2007, 7:33:53 AM- Got new tits | ||||||
Walk into the doctor's office with my girlfriend for her first appointment after her breast augmentation. The Doc told her to undress. He slowing walked over to her with that steely professional look, stared for awhile at the new bulges and said, "Sure looks like tits to me" | ||||||
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Wednesday, May 30, 2007, 10:03:37 AM- New blog in search of one | ||
Your boss says take down you panties or your fired. What do you do? Your boss wants a loan, what do you do? Your boss wants to screw your husband or wife, what do you do? Take a monement and think. In these situations no one is right or wrong, people are stuck between desire and necessity. From an academic perpective, I would like to measure boss influence. In the past, I asked bosses about those the hire from certain schools and was amazed at the positive respones. I am an old marketing prof interested in how the field is doing. If you want to help, e.g., design questions, collect data, intput date, etc. let me know. what you volunteer for quatifies you in the marketing research industry. | ||
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Wednesday, May 9, 2007, 9:31:11 AM- blogging to disaster or esctasy | ||
It has been ahwile since my last posting. I have grown immensely as a person and a sexual being. I think I would like an affair (old word), or a partner for some let's experiment. My problem is I am a "chicken." Basically, I am a middle aged guy with some extra time, who does not drive far as I have a pinched nerve that goes balistic when I sit too long, and a desire to meet a new friend. This blog must sound like a dating site, and maybe it is. Boring takes one through many twists and turns. I am good looking, not dead, and have had many experiences in life. I can fly a plane, sail a boat either inland or on the ocean, drag race, compete in a nascar event, shot the tail off a moving or stationary target, and stand tall in a debate on stem cell research. I am willing to show current photos, the real ones if the other party is so disposed. I want to meet a queen in her own mind that maybe wants a boost. Non | ||
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Saturday, January 20, 2007, 12:11:18 PM- Ugly as I am | ||
I an not sure of the tide of the moon or sea, but ugh, what an ulgy nihgt. I looked at my own picture and discovered the wrong angle on my nose. Take care, shoot those shots better. Yes, I am am asshole, you ask why don't you do the same. Three reason, my expensive Nikon is in for repair, all you guys with great woman don't won't them to be fefamous, and no one will lend me a lab or provide the digital expertise. I have the making and contact. My best attributes are my tongue hanging out and a contrace. | ||
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Thursday, November 16, 2006, 10:06:42 AM- Money | ||
My wife and I are thinking of starting a new website to help woman and men find a new life, while not having to give up the one they have. Can be sexy, but maybe live in LA instead of Munich. Have an interest, email. | ||
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Wednesday, November 15, 2006, 11:12:39 AM- Exchanging views | ||
Dear Diary: HER DIARY: Tonight, I thought my husband was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a bar to have a drink. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no comment on it. Conversation wasn't flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed, but he didn't say much. I asked him what was wrong; he said, "Nothing." I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said he wasn't upset, that it had nothing to do with me, and not to worry about it. On the way home, I told him that I loved him. He smiled slightly, and kept driving. I can't explain his behavior. I don't know why he didn't say, "I love you, too." When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him completely, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat there quietly, and watched TV. He continued to seem distant and absent. Finally, with silence all around us, I decided to go to bed. About 15 minutes later, he came to bed. To my surprise, he responded to my caress, and we made love. But I still felt that he was distracted, and his thoughts were somewhere else. He fell asleep - I cried. I don't know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster. * * * * * * * * * HIS DIARY: Missed a big deer today, but at least I got laid. | ||
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Wednesday, November 8, 2006, 8:53:33 AM- Position questions | ||||||
Where is you pussy located" 1. close to your belly button. Yes No 2. A little lower. Yes No 3. Lower pointing to the floor like a guy pissing. Yes No 4. Lower, could piss straight down. Yes No 5. Close to my asshole. Yes No 6 Other: Tell a story Position I prefer: a. On top b. On my back c. On my back with my legs pushed up by my head d. From the back lying on my side e. From the back on my knees, yo doggy style f. From the back laying on a table or over the edge of a counch. G. Other: Tell a story Atmosphere 1. Alone in a bedroom 2. With somone watching 3. At a relatives house 4. At a bar 5. In a car 6. in a cheap hotel 7. In an expensive hotel 8. With someone taking pictures 9. Anywhere, just fuck me 10. Other: Tell a story With a desire of 1. Jilted wife/girlfriend 2. Secretary wanting a raise 3. A subordinated wanted a fuck 4. A subordinate wanting to married 5. Of just getting fucked for any reason 6. Lock the prick into a relationship so he has to support me 7. Revenge 8. Too drunk or drugged up to care 9. Just need to run some cum down my legs. 10. Other: Tell a story So how do you answer, why in order. For example, my pussy is by my asshole and I like it doggy style, and I also like it in the ass. Sex is best when my girlfriend pussy two is over and we can play and turn the dude on. Usually, we inmibe a lot, mostly gin, but really can get drunk on the boat. Man my man look great with his leg on the tiller and the other one pointed up to the sky. An added point, I am married and play around. Too bad there wasn't a dating service that really dealt with grown up's sexual needs. | ||||||
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Saturday, November 4, 2006, 10:46:29 AM- Got a new dog | ||
I got a new female dog. I now have three females and one male. When I only had a male and one female they always fought. When I had two females and a male, the one female always got beat up by the othe female. Now I have three females, and everyone seems to get along fine. I wonder what this all means. | ||
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