Kaylee ,'Shindig'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
This book is insane.
To offer some context, there's a parallel universe where this book advocates foreskins as a reasonable justification for freaking.
(To be fair, if your gentile's foreskin endowment reaches the plural, it might warrant further discussion.)
That seems like a reasonable amendment to the foreskin chapter (improved):
Foreskin: There should only be one. Beyond that, watch the teeth....
Yay for non-pneumoniated vw!
Foreskin: There should only be one.
It's like the Highlander. On the end, there can be only one.
Foreskin: There should only be one.
It's like the Highlander. On the end, there can be only one.
Brises must be very exciting, what with the lightning storms.
I wish I could join ya'll at the Alchemist. (hugs her sweetie)..
Evan is still the Cutest ever! He's pulling up and sitting up. he was reclining on my chest and he did it three times in a row. Like baby sit ups. And I could feel him has he prepped and then did it.
Plus he's figuring out cause and effect. My SIL and Bro are back and happy to be with their little man. They missed him and he missed them and they are such a cute family.
I'm only a little biased.
I remember in elementary school, a Jewish chum was horrified that I had a foreskin. I didn't know what one was. The way he described it, I thought he had the head of his penis wacked off. I was even more horrified. Looking back, it's kinds funny.
ION, my elbow just ripped thru my favorite shirt. A Bonnie Raitt denim one. :(
The advice given, by the way, is, in order (and summarized):
1. If you can't do it, don't. Maybe you can still be friends.
2. Put on a condom, you can't tell the difference.
3. Skip the blow job.
4. Talk about it (though not in the bedroom).
2. Put on a condom, you can't tell the difference.
I love this. It's like advising it to pull a stocking over its face before the big bank heist.
"Put a hat on it, make it look like somebody you know! Your Uncle Murray, somebody." Bonus points for anybody who can tell me the source.
Hi guys, I'm back. Missed you all.
The beach was exactly what I needed, once I persuaded H that I was perfectly content lounging and reading and napping and gazing at the water. But it's good to be back, too.