To pickle my brain, I'd have to have one in the first place. Has anyone seen it? Or can you recommend a shop where I can pick up a good second-hand one?
Are you showing your age again? :-)
Does anyone mind if I open a window?
That's a lot of people missing. Did they get permission from the appropriate authorities before buggering off? At least they could have invited the rest of us. Well, if there aren't some excellent photos on Monday morning, Questions Will Be Asked.
We'll just have to find our own fun. If I start snoring, find an imaginative way to wake me up.
So where are the photos???!!! :-)
The more photos there are, the more attention is paid to them. That leads to more reaction, which leads to more enjoyment, which leads to more photos.
It's a wonderful circle.
I'll save you the pain of my photos. Wonderful circles don't need to be broken like that.
Oh, and Kat - I can't respond in the GFZ. But were you implying that there'd be a sensible post from me in three days? My mind is still numb at the thought of what Blue will do when she catches me.
A lot of social communities on the net end up with an unofficial inner circle. If they don't like you, or the things you're looking for, they can become very hostile. I've seen people chased out of sex chat rooms for wanting cyber.
That doesn't happen here. I don't know why. I suspect it's partly because the nature of the site attracts fairly open minded people in the first place, and also because we're blessed with an administrator who is active in the forum (and not in a "hand of God" way). If it ain't broke...
But is it not broke? Some people seem to think it is, and some people think it isn't. Does that depend on what you're looking for? Expectations? Level of patience? Whether you have a dog or a cat?
Personally, I think it's not broke, and I'd be rather miffed if someone tried to fix it. But I haven't posted an ad here, nor replied to any. So what do I know?
I had that happen to me once. The occasional ICQ messages "I saw your ad..." got a little annoying after a while (mostly from men), but one early one struck gold. She was from Moscow, and it turned out that we had a few common interests and both didn't mind having a new friend to chat with. Our travels even managed to overlap in London for a few hours, wich we spent in innocent but enjoyable touristing. Then a few months later she changed job and lost internet access :-(
I never found out where the ad was, or what it said. Was it someone playing a trick on me, or an innocent typo from someone with a similar number? But I got a friend out of it, so no complaints from me.
Eight inches? That monster is eight inches?! Maybe I should be running...
There is one small problem though. Blue looks a lot fitter than me. I'm sure she'll catch up in no time. There's nothing I can do. It's the strap-on for me. But is that as bad a thing as it sounds?
Not a complete crock, Kat. There's still a very strong split - not something I would have guessed without a poll.
Almost due east from Newcastle, on the way to Carlisle, there is a town called Haltwhistle. In the middle of Haltwhistle there's a sign declaring itself as the centre of Great Britain - it's the same distance to the coast north and south, and east and west. There's a lot of Scotland north of here.
In my geography, the north of England starts around Manchester somewhere. The north of Britain starts at Newcastle. London is another country.
They'd be Welsh-speaking hands, would they? :-)
Good luck with the competition. It'd be nice to think I played a tiny part in your success.
For me, they've got to feel real, and that includes day-dreaming through the entire lead-up. It's always with people I know, and situations that could happen - including a few that would have happened if I'd been less of an idiot at the time.
On the subject of rugby players: There was an ad in Australia several years ago featuring lots of shirtless rugby players. The first time I saw it was in the cinema. I was tempted to say aloud "It's enough to make you wish you were gay". But I restrained myself :-)
That's the advantage of a van. If you've got enough people in there, whatever name you say is bound to match one of them...
You needn't be so shy. If you can't ask for yourself, get a friend to do it for you.
Ahem.
Uh, Mr Van Man? (Is that name Dutch, by the way?) Could Blue (double-check name... OK) borrow your van sometime?
And now I really am going to bed. Goodnight all! Sweet dreams.
Blue. Not Heather. Sorry. I should go to bed.
That would have worked much better if my brain was working.
It sounds like you need a van, Heather. There's room for lots of people in a van. Does anyone here have one she could use? What colour would you prefer? Red might be good. There must be one around here somewhere...
And the colder the night gets, the more bodies you need. Simple.
Works for me. Get that strap-on lubed up!
(did I really say that?)
Make love, not war.
Is that a better idea? I think it is.
She's 12 now? So last Christmas she would have been 11? What did he do - tell her it was a lollipop? *lick lick*
Yes Miss Blue. I'll be good.
*nervous glance*
Do you have anything a little smaller?
So that's what you were up to last night! I'm no expert in these matters, but that looks like a HUGE amount of fun. Who wouldn't want to repeat that experience? (and who wouldn't want to see the pictures from part 2? :-) )