I am truly astounded. I can’t make up my mind whether I’m more astounded by the attitude of some males that all it takes is “Fancy a shag?†to meet a woman from a swinging site, or by the fact that having received a “Noâ€, people actually get abusive. So it's relatively common that people actually believe they have a right to demand sex and have their demands met, and are put out when it’s made clear it isn’t going to happen? Incredible. Absolutely incredible.
I would like to think that when after several tries these donkeys get nowhere they give it up and fixate on some other subject, but it sounds like there is no let up so there is probably an endless conveyor belt of new chancers.
I had wondered why the only message I have sent in the few weeks since I rediscovered this site has, so far, gone unread by the couple. But if they receive just a fraction of the number of messages that redpantherman’s friend gets, well, I can see that the enthusiasm for reading messages might wane somewhat.
I had thought that the only unfortunate experience I’ve had of “bad behaviour†- for want of a better expression - was unusual, but I see now it’s all too common. On another site a year or so ago I had a message from a couple to arrange a meet for that same evening. I didn’t see the message until an hour before they were suggesting meeting, and wrote back explaining that there a) wasn’t enough notice and b) the picture supplied showed that the female of the couple wasn’t what I was looking for. For being honest I got negative feedback from them (the site runs a star rating system) and got called a “timewasterâ€. I put it down to one nutter, but it seems like there is a whole sack of nuts out there.
Thanks for revealing the darker side of swinging, Sheddy. You have certainly opened my eyes. :shock:
"A dog barking somewhere in Sussex, can be heard from a village in Kent." <Something, something, something> "Mines's a pint of JC".
The advert for Courage JC.
I detest adverts with a passion and they drive me :taz: , but if I had to choose one, this visually and aurally gorgeous JC advert from my youth featuring a group of people wandering back to the pub in the evening sunshine after watching the village cricket match sticks out in my mind. I can still see the closing shot of pint of crystal clear ale in a smooth-sided beer mug.
Now then - dimple beer mugs. There's something you don't see now, sadly.
Done it to a couple of women, and enjoyed doing it. External licking only though, no penetration.
Would like it done to me, but I woud always be a bit feared about cleanliness, no matter how clean I was.
Newsreaders Jane Hill and Gwenan Edwards. And I wouldn't kick Susan Osman out, either. That was kick.
Oh, and Carol Malia from Look North.
Carol Vorderman, and Jenny "Jenoir" Harrison who used to be an Auction Assistant on Bid TV.
Ummm, I think I spend too much time in front of the telly. :shock:
Well done, Sassy. :cheers:
Do you have a date for the next part of the test yet?
Blimey, didn't realise that free members can't reply to my messages.
Now I'm confused. There are a couple of places on the site that refer to Premium Membership (in the T's & C's box on the eXtras link, for example). On the page linked to by "Is this a free site?" there is a further link to "upgrade options", but that link just shows the general "Terms and Conditions of Use" page.
I can't find prices of or sign up to Premium Membership. Or has eXtras replaced Premium Membership?
I have an awful feeling I'll spot an obvious link as soon as as I press Submit.....
I sympathise, Sheddy. Every year I get Jackdaws nesting in the chimney, and they're loud buggers when they grow a bit.
Boots sell some foam ear plugs that I find work very well at this time of year. Well, they work well any time of year, actually! When the feeding runs wake me up just after first light, I stick the ear plugs in, and I'm back off to sleep with no trouble. The only slight downside might be if your alarm clock isn't loud, you might not hear it when it's time to get up.
Box of three pairs of washable plugs was less than £3 last time I had to renew them. You can wash them two or three times before they loose their "spring". Or a box contains two sets rather than three if you have a final frontier.
I'll have a listen to find out what I'm errrr, missing, MidlandsBob.
I've PMed my e-mail address to you.
Just seen on News24 that a "major chemical incident" has resulted in a pub being evacuated in Bournemouth. My first thought that they had found an old keg of Double Diamond. When I was a lad I took a Party 7 of said liquid to a party. I think I was the only one drinking it - it was foul!
I've just seen on the BBC News web site that popular beat combo Gnarls Barkley have been at number 1 for nine consecutive weeks - and I realised I haven't heard the song yet. Then I realised I couldn't name any number 1 for years back.
And finally I thought "Do I care?" So I suppose my mid-life crisis isn't as bad as I thought!
As the poster of the jokes, I did wonder what the sub-rules are. Now I know!
Right, back to the song tiitles thread....
An old, retired army general has a butler, named Wibble. One evening the chap says "I think I'll have a bath before bed. Run me a bath, Wibble."
The butler fills the bath, and the old geezer gets undressed. As the butler is leaving the bathroom the old chap is lowering himself into the water. Just as he gets his backside underwater, he cuts off an enormous fart.
After about five minutes, the butler returns carrying a water bottle. "What on earth are you doing, Wibble?"
"You asked for a hot water bottle, sir."
"Don't be absurd, man", replies the old duffer.
"Yes you did, sir. Just as I was leaving the bathroom you said 'what about a water bottle Wibble'."
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An old married couple no sooner hit the pillows when the old man passes wind and says, "One nil."
His wife rolls over and says, "What in the world was that?"
The old man replied, "It's fart football."
A few minutes later his wife lets one go and says "Back of the net, one all."
After about five minutes the old man lets another one go and says, "Ah ha. 2 - 1."
Not to be outdone the wife rips out another one and says, "Twos each." Five seconds go by and she lets out a little squeaker and says, "Goalie fumbles, ball just makes it over the line, 3 - 2 to me." Now the pressure is on the old man.
He refuses to get beaten by a woman, so he strains real hard. Since defeat is totally unacceptable, he gives it everything he's got, and accidentally craps in the bed.
The wife says, "What was that?"
The old man says, "Half time, switch sides."
You'd think I would old enough to have grown out of finding farts funny. Nahh.
Thank you all.
I'll be going to bed with a smile on my face tonight.
P.
Just before I went to bed last night, Sheddy invited me to post an introduction. I’ve had a user ID at SH for ages, though previously I didn’t visit much as I didn’t find the site very useful as there were no search options to talk of. Adverts from people 300 miles away weren’t much use. I was bored a couple of weeks ago, dropped by and was pleasantly surprised by the changes – and even more surprised the site is still free.
So, this is me: Real name is Paul, 47, originally from London but been living and working in the north east for a number of years. Currently living just outside Darlington in t’countryside. Completely unattached and enjoying my own company, and not looking for any form of “traditional†relationship. Hmmm, starting to sound like my advert. <Reset>.
I took my user name from a character on the Kenny Everett TV show from many years ago.
I’ve been swinging for about three years – though that makes it sound like I’ve had a boat load of success in that time. Prior to my first meet, it took about three years or so of abject failure to suss the scene out, and eventually about three years ago I struck lucky with my first meet through AdMag (one of the small-ads papers in the north east). So to other single blokes getting rejections or no replies, I’d say it can happen, just don’t focus in one place and expect a wait. Despite being one of the many bazillion single blokes, and being distinctly “ordinaryâ€, I have met with two couples in the last three years, for a total of about 8 sessions. The first couple was full swing at their place, and the second couple (who I met through another internet site, two meets) was soft swing in hotels.
There have also been another three couples that I had a drink with, but either I or they chose not to take it further. So I suppose I've had reasonable sucess for a bog-standard single geezer.
I don’t want to ramble on like a relation who won’t go home, and people will be thinking about winding the clock up and putting the cat out by now, so I’ll finish with a list of me-things from Paul’s World. Not sure what they say about me, though!
Drink: Bitter rather than lager, tea not coffee.
Music: Joni Mitchell, Steely Dan, Stephen Stills. Loud.
Car: Safe and comfortable not turbo-nutter-bastard.
TV: Horizon not Eastenders.
Generally: Substance not style.
I'm not sure whether this is what Shedders had in mind when he suggested I introduce meself, but too late, it's typed now.
Right, enough - moon’s up, got to go for a howl. See y’all.
Paul.
On a roll now...
I'll Supply The Muff - Toto.
Muff The One You're With - Stephen Stills.
My Muff Is Your Muff - Whitney Houston.
I Muff The Way You Muff Me - Boyzone.
Fast Muff - George Michael.
Justify My Muff - Madonna.
Friday I'm In Muff - Cure.
Too Much Muff Will Kill You - Brian May.
We Got A Muff Thang - Ce Ce Peniston. (Chortle).
When A Man Muffs A Woman - Michael Bolton again. And one or two others.
Tainted Muff - Soft Cell.
How Can We Be Muffers - Michael Bolton.
Hang On To Your Muff - Jason Donovan.
My Muff And Devotion - Doris Day.