New Fashion Board 10-3-2003 - 11-7-2003

[str8outavannuys]

Originally posted by paigowprincess
So men have the lamest orgasms doing it from the rear behind? And we have the best ones that way? Making the simulatenious climax even more of an urban myth than it already was. Men? Confirm or refute please.

No, you're getting bad info. There are plenty of good orgasms when hittin it from the back. I sometimes find it difficult to prolong matters that way, and have to work extra hard to distract myself.

[Tyrone Slothrop]

Originally posted by soup sandwich
I will be cremated and maybe have my ashes scattered in some random place so that my family never feels the need to come and visit "me".

Obviously YMMV, but I want to have such a place for my family members. The graveyard where my grandfather is bured is a very important place for me.

[ltl/fb]

Originally posted by str8outavannuys
No, you're getting bad info. There are plenty of good orgasms when hittin it from the back. I sometimes find it difficult to prolong matters that way, and have to work extra hard to distract myself.

horses, courses, strokes, folks. And I think I dated you briefly.

Edited to add a question: What is it with the holding off thing? Is it that it's better if you don't play through (so to speak, and I may not be using that correctly but y'all get the gist) and instead ponder the ugly cafeteria lady from high school for a while in the middle? Or that you know once you come it's going to be over at least for a while? Or that you are going to fall asleep or whatever right after you come so if she hasn't yet she's just out of luck or will have to whip out her magic wand or otherwise take care of herself?

before you were notforprofit? http://www.infirmation.com/bboard/cl...?msg_id=001UBQ

[Atticus Grinch]

Originally posted by Tyrone_Slothrop
Obviously YMMV, but I want to have such a place for my family members. The graveyard where my grandfather is bured is a very important place for me.

Agree, and anyone who's done genealogical research can confirm that it's a meaningful experience to locate and stand before the grave of some long-lost ancestor for whom you've been searching --- often, the records written in stone are the only ones that survive for long.

So maybe I'll rethink the burial at sea thing, or at least stick a stone marker with St8's .sig line somewhere.

[SlaveNoMore]

paigowprincess
Which is perfectly understandable for a narcissist who has nothing to talk about but himself and lives for others acknoledgment of himself...you have a pure inability to think of anyone but yourself and how you are perceived by others. Its what you do.

Originally posted by str8outavannuys
No, you're getting bad info. There are plenty of good orgasms when hittin it from the back. I sometimes find it difficult to prolong matters that way, and have to work extra hard to distract myself.

which is how I read the story versus BRC's read

[Bad_Rich_Chic]

Originally posted by soup sandwich
Being in a cemetary, where it seems rude to laugh out loud, is not conducive to telling funny stories about them and whatnot.

However, I am of the opinion that cemetaries are very conducive to eating lunch. I highly recommend this if it is convenient. Even if not visiting with your own relatives - go ahead and visit someone else's. Why not?

When I was in univ., I often took lunch at an old grave yard beside my faculty building. I usually ate with Arthur. Arthur (last name illegible, and I never was bothered enough to go to the parish records to check) was a prof. who died in 1824, and had this nice above-ground stone casket in the classic hexagonal shape. It was a bit crumbly looking and I was vaguely worried that old Arthur himself would spill out the bottom when I sat on it one day, but it remained sturdy enough. Anyhow, I'd take my sandwich and perch on Arthur's crypt and watch the birds flit by, and sometimes foxes & badgers &c - the older sections of the cemetary were very grown over, and they only mowed sections in 5 year rotations. I told Arthur about the latest faculty gossip, got a bit of a tan, whatever. I remember Arthur more fondly than some of my classmates, actually. Brought him a big bunch of flowers when I graduated.

Also on this subject, re: burying cremated people, I am reminded of the story behind a favorite headstone. Seems a chap had the good fortune to outlive 4 wives, and he had them all cremated in urns in his house until - disaster struck - the cat knocked all 4 of them down into a big ashy pile. So he buried them, with the headstone:

Stranger pause and shed a tear,
For Mary Jane lies buried here,
Mingled in a most surprising manner
With Susan, Marie and portions of Hannah.

BR(the headstone may be apocryphal, but if so, please, nobody tell me)C

Originally posted by SlaveNoMore

What you dont understand, my petty hairless misogynist is that I am talking In Real Life. Not here.

[Penske_Account]

Originally posted by notcasesensitive
s'okay. you were already self-righteous today about organ donation.*

the world is still in order.


*and isn't that what foie gras is all about?

I'm self righteous and me no eatta the cow, pig or calf. What do make of that?

[Bad_Rich_Chic]

Originally posted by SlaveNoMore

Pot calling the kettle chrome?

[ThurgreedMarshall]

Originally posted by ThrashersFan
I was excused from phys ed in junior high and high school because of a joint problem discovered when I ran on the cross country team

I don't know why this was such a problem. It's probably much better to run with a spliff than a whole six pack. But maybe they were just pissed that you didn't share.

TM

[Atticus Grinch]

Originally posted by Bad_Rich_Chic
Stranger pause and shed a tear,
For Mary Jane lies buried here,
Mingled in a most surprising manner
With Susan, Marie and portions of Hannah.

Here, subject to the earth's decay,
Lies Benjamin Arbuthnot Jay.
Deep in his sempiternal home,
A constant source of high grade loam.

[Tyrone Slothrop]

Originally posted by Bad_Rich_Chic
Also on this subject, re: burying cremated people, I am reminded of the story behind a favorite headstone. Seems a chap had the good fortune to outlive 4 wives, and he had them all cremated in urns in his house until - disaster struck - the cat knocked all 4 of them down into a big ashy pile. So he buried them, with the headstone:

Stranger pause and shed a tear,
For Mary Jane lies buried here,
Mingled in a most surprising manner
With Susan, Marie and portions of Hannah.

BR(the headstone may be apocryphal, but if so, please, nobody tell me)C

This reminds me that our cat's ashes are perched on top of the television cabinet -- not a spot he ever hung out, alas -- for lack of a more permanent resting place. In principle, we'd like to scatter them somewhere that he loved, but he was an indoor cat and it seems silly to scatter the ashes on the couch and then vacuum them up.

[purse junkie]

Originally posted by paigowprincess
before you were notforprofit? http://www.infirmation.com/bboard/cl...?msg_id=001UBQ

nope. I'd never write a business letter by hand. why?