THERE IS NO MIDDLE GROUND BETWEEN FLOPPING MY COCK OUT AT EVERY WOMAN I MEET AND BEING A VIRGIN WHO WILL DIE ALONE. ALSO, I HAVE BRAIN HEMORRHOIDS AND MY GRAMMAR WILL GIVE YOU AN ANEURYSM.
THERE IS NO MIDDLE GROUND BETWEEN FLOPPING MY COCK OUT AT EVERY WOMAN I MEET AND BEING A VIRGIN WHO WILL DIE ALONE. ALSO, I HAVE BRAIN HEMORRHOIDS AND MY GRAMMAR WILL GIVE YOU AN ANEURYSM.
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Oh, I see what you're saying. You've had success with it, so who cares if it's the social equivalent of dumping a deuce in the public pool? You and a few other guys can't be bothered to walk your asses the ten yards over to the bathroom, and you'd rather pop a squat in the sunlight, anyway. If it feels good, folks…
If you don't see the problem with going on a dating site, as opposed to something targeted to casual encounters, and leading with name, profession and specifics about your desire to fuck, I don't know what to do for you. You are the creep that people on here are complaining about. You are treating women on the…
Again, we're off topic. To recap: Jim, doctor, kind of rapey fetish—looking for your location & fetish suitability. I'm a busy man, saving lives in the ER, and I can't be bothered to engage in the human mating ritual with you, particularly as what I'm most interested in is a very specific and obviously fetishized…
Hi, I'm just meeting you, so let's get the basics out there right now. My name is Jim, I'm a doctor, and I have a sexual fetish. A specific sexual fetish. Let's just get the details out there, right now, because I think you're cute and want you to fulfill my fetish. Do you think you're physically capable of…
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This is actually an answer to the guy's question. I'm fairly sure he knows that people are often naked in reality—he was asking why they are naked on the show. In theory, anything that happens a lot on a show happens for a reason. You're communicating something. You're making a conscious decision to highlight this…
It's autobiography.
Is it still a squashed down Pontiac Aztek on leaf springs and methamphetamine?
I just grabbed the easiest specs to find—SRT8 v. Z/28 v. Mustang GT. There are Camaro/Challenger pairings that are close, but all that shows is that they're both obese. The Camaro at least has the oomph to move that weight though.
Love the looks, but the car seriously needs to lose weight. Curb weight of 4,160 lbs compared to 3,837 lbs for the Z/28 and 3,618 lbs for the Mustang GT. Just absurdly bloated.
It varies state by state, but the general answer to "how far does equity go" is "not very." A major motivation for family law as its own field, and for special recognition of marriage in a non-contract legal form, is that we build a lot of protections and limitations in that parties couldn't or wouldn't on their own.…
We like our Volvos the way the Scots like their whisky: at least 12 years old.
Wait, are all of these a joke, or just like eight of them? I'm confused.
So wait, because I don't want to pay $7,500 for a widely reviled car that is universally acknowledged to have sacrificed all the fun bits of being a Pony car to adapt to the pressures of the malaise era, I'm a memekid hipster? I didn't call it a rebadged Pinto—I actually like the chassis and styling—I called it slow,…