Hand jobs do exist.
Sincerely,
Variety Is the Spice of Life
Giles ,'Conversations with Dead People'
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Hand jobs do exist.
Sincerely,
Variety Is the Spice of Life
I'm boggled that you'd doubt the existence of handjobs.
Surely a quick survey around the internet makes clear that humans will have The Sex with just about anything...well, handy and nothing's handier than a hand.
Hand jobs, do they exist? They make a great punchline but have you ever or do you know anyone who has actually given or received one?
Definitely exist.
Happy memories.
Just don't wash it down with scotch.
As if! Everyone knows that percocet goes best with vodka.
sj, tons of surgery ~ma for your mom. If you need/want a distraction while you're waiting for news, feel free to call me. {{{you}}}
AND you get to hang out with me in just over a week!!! Help me find a place to live.
Very important stuff and definitely on my To Do list. Yay!
Hand jobs, do they exist?
Trick question? If not, then yes, they do exist.
I saw this book this weekend and wondered if Jilli and other crafters had seen it. I didn't buy it because, alas, I am craftarded.
surgery~ma for your mom, sj. I hope all goes well for her.
Hand jobs, do they exist? They make a great punchline but have you ever or do you know anyone who has actually given or received one?
Saturday night.
(What. You asked.)
They surely do exist and it's a normal part of foreplay and/or play play.
well yes, and sorry I'm being dense (see above re: drunk) but as a solo activity?.. OK I guess maybe... if you don't know them well enough to put it in your mouth?
Oh Kristin, I'm so sorry. I usually read apocalypse first. Sorry I was posting about hand jobs when I sould be wishing much ~ma to your dad.
Thanks, Laga. And, fwiw, the sentence:
Sorry I was posting about hand jobs when I sould be wishing much ~ma to your dad.made me laugh out loud.
I'm much sadder about this than I should be. I barely knew the man, but I have so much regret that I've been in LA for three years and working down the street from his house for two and never got around to writing him a thank you letter for all he did for my dad and for my family in general. I always meant to. I have his home address. I just...I thought there would be more time.
Anyway. Like I said, I have no good reason to be this sad. I am mostly just very sad for my dad.
It's hard when your Dad's going through crappy times.