Missing the Paigow (et al.) [sniff]

[Fugee]

Originally posted by greatwhitenorthchick
I still have the card - although now it is cancelled and cut up. Somehow someone got my information, including name, address and phone number and credit card. Maybe they got it off a statement, although I shred my statements. Maybe they got it off some place that has my credit card information on file. Or maybe they are high tech and hacked into a site where I placed an online order recently. I don't know. They did not get the physical card, and so it was kind of scary that they managed to get the information, although I am pretty careful with it.

Considering that they used the card to buy computer equipment from Sears, the high tech hacker angle sounds unlikely. There are a lot of low tech ways to get your information without having the card. Have you rented a car recently? Some years ago there was a credit card fraud ring out of a car rental desk at O'Hare. An employee sold all the information from the rental forms to the thieves.

[Sparklehorse]

Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
Due to unreasonable internet filters at work that don't like sex toy shops, I cannot verify, but have been told that one can purchase Mrs. Santa's little helper, complete with red and white stripes, here.

I don't see the candy cane thing but this site prompts me to wonder about 2 things:

1. How come the male sex dolls cost $20 but the female sex dolls cost at least $140?
2. If one buys an Esse, how does one explain, for example, to one's visiting mother-in-law, what this unusual piece of furniture is? "Oh, that's just a chaise longue."

[ltl/fb]

Originally posted by spookyfish
It was inevitable, since Mr. Santa only comes once a year.

As long as he can get it up, who cares if he comes?

[Hank Chinaski]

Originally posted by ltl/fb
As long as he can get it up, who cares if he comes?

As your friend, i think i should tell you that thinking like this is one big reason why you have to look at the incarcerated as a dating pool.

[bold_n_brazen]

Originally posted by Shape Shifter
But if you did, and you were a Serbian in a Texas strip club, this is how to ask you for a blow job.

http://forums.hornfans.com/php/wwwth...0&fpart=1&vc=1

This is the best thing on that page.

[Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)]

Originally posted by Sparklehorse

2. If one buys an Esse, how does one explain, for example, to one's visiting mother-in-law, what this unusual piece of furniture is? "Oh, that's just a chaise longue."

Easier than explaining the eye hooks and D-rings hanging from the ceiling.

[Captain]

Originally posted by Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)
Easier than explaining the eye hooks and D-rings hanging from the ceiling.

Just say it's for your yoga class.

[bold_n_brazen]

Originally posted by Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)
Easier than explaining the eye hooks and D-rings hanging from the ceiling.

Or the giant, fist-shaped dildo.

[ltl/fb]

Originally posted by bold_n_brazen
Or the giant, fist-shaped dildo.

That kind of stuff you can hide in a bag, which moves from under the bed in the guest room (where one might be sleeping in the full-size bed while one's parents are visiting so that they can sleep in one's queen-size bed) to under the bed in one's own bedroom when one's sister comes to visit and gets the guest room.

Theoretically.

Large pieces of furniture and things screwed (haha, I said screwed) into the wall are more difficult. Which is one one might want to build a false wall into a room and have a locked hidden door. Or something.

[Replaced_Texan]

Originally posted by ltl/fb
That kind of stuff you can hide in a bag, which moves from under the bed in the guest room (where one might be sleeping in the full-size bed while one's parents are visiting so that they can sleep in one's queen-size bed) to under the bed in one's own bedroom when one's sister comes to visit and gets the guest room.

Theoretically.

Large pieces of furniture and things screwed (haha, I said screwed) into the wall are more difficult. Which is one one might want to build a false wall into a room and have a locked hidden door. Or something.

Just say it's for Pilates, and no one will know the difference:

[spookyfish]

Originally posted by ltl/fb
That kind of stuff you can hide in a bag, which moves from under the bed in the guest room (where one might be sleeping in the full-size bed while one's parents are visiting so that they can sleep in one's queen-size bed) to under the bed in one's own bedroom when one's sister comes to visit and gets the guest room.

Theoretically.

Large pieces of furniture and things screwed (haha, I said screwed) into the wall are more difficult. Which is one one might want to build a false wall into a room and have a locked hidden door. Or something.

Would one be afraid one's sister might actually use it?

Renting's a bitch, isn't it? Uh, theoretically, I mean.

[Alex_de_Large]

Originally posted by ltl/fb
Large pieces of furniture and things screwed (haha, I said screwed) into the wall are more difficult. Which is one one might want to build a false wall into a room and have a locked hidden door. Or something.

It starts innocently, with a fisto shoved under a bed; then a false wall and a locked room. Before you know it, you're keeping your own Gimp in a basement dungeon. I'm just sayin'...

[Flinty_McFlint]

Originally posted by Alex_de_Large
It starts innocently, with a fisto shoved under a bed; then a false wall and a locked room. Before you know it, you're keeping your own Gimp in a basement dungeon. I'm just sayin'...

I fear this comment is 4 years too late.

[Replaced_Texan]

Originally posted by Alex_de_Large
It starts innocently, with a fisto shoved under a bed; then a false wall and a locked room. Before you know it, you're keeping your own Gimp in a basement dungeon. I'm just sayin'...

I've told the massive,-massive-fist-sized, though-not-fist-shaped, vibrator-under-the-bed-in-a-hotel-in-San-Francisco story here, haven't I?

[Secret_Agent_Man]

Originally posted by ltl/fb
Why are you here? for the anal sex article?

ETA um, I mean, welcome!

It was funny.