Erm... some help please techy people...
I recently upgraded my Vista to Windows 7. ALmost everything works, but when I go to type either here, or on Wordpress, when the cursor scrolls off the bottom of the visible page, it keeps flicking up and down and I can't read what I type as the text in the box keeps reverting to what is on the front page.
Do I need to install something? As at the moment it is driving me potty.
Cheers!
Pepsi Max.
Yes it is that wild here tonight.
Boxers, loose preferably, I like to keep them ventilated.
Certain trainers that are so narrow they cut off the blood supply to my toes. When did that happen? Have everyone elses feet got narrower, or mine just become like bigfoots?
Briefs. Remind me too much of the snip and I feel like it is a bit like keeping a lion in a gerbil cage. (Edit : Perhaps that should be the other way around?).
Baseball caps while walking around town. I just feel like I am betraying my middle age roots. I may as well have a comb over and say "Hey wow!" a lot.
Sunglasses. I always wear them on holiday but I feel in this country it is a bit naive and I just look a bit of an arse.
Wasn't there another thread a while back which showed the swingers car of choice was the Ford Focus?
So we have...
Cream coloured couch.
Pampas grass in the front (I'm assuming that is for folk who don't shave)
A pre-disposition for liking Tiger Bread.
I do have some other suggestions...
1. A frantic look of concern whenever a family member innocently opens your bedroom wardrobe or gets onto your PC before you've had chance to 'ahem' tidy it...
2. Shares in Duracell
3. If you stay overnight they leave a condom, rather than a mint on your pillow.
4. Reddening of the cheeks whenever a family member innocently mentions the words "swinging" or "vanilla"
5. Riding crops with no riding hat.
I'm sure there are more.
I'm particularly fond of "Rancid Vole Pellet" and "Burgeoning Erection".
"Twazzling Smooshbags" is another that has a rather off-kilter flavour. Something to do with the Gin I think.
But my personal favourite all time is "The Queen's velvety flaps" which has the odour you'd expect and the kick that only royalty can provide.
Look for the horns and the forked tail.
Dan Brown (and some fellow Da Vinci fanatics) believe that the "secret" is that Mona Lisa is actually androgynous, or even a portrait of Da Vinci himself as a man-woman in some sort of weird conspiratorial nonsense about the sacred feminine and the bloodline of Christ.
These theories are complete arse-water.
It is a picture of a rather plain and lady called Lisa Gherardini, wife of Francesco Di Giocondo (hence the nickname, La Gioconda).
Personally, I think Da Vinci made her 'enigmatic' because without it, she'd be incredibly plain. It was a commission after all so he isn't likely to paint her with a big wart on her face and boil on the end of her nose.
I think people may like the fantasy but be afraid of the reality. I think some blokes think that sex with anybody is better than sex alone and I think that some may think by being "bi" gives them a certain amount of swinging Kudos and offers more options than being totally straight or gay. As such I think they tick the boxes which don't necessarily reflect their true sexuality, but tick the boxes which they think will appeal to other swinging people to get them noticed and invited, and then once they have achieved that they can try and wangle things round to what they actually want.
Or there is also the possibility that some people are just too dopey to realise what boxes they are ticking.
Yep. Always.
Impromptu shags with strangers scare the feck out of us.
1. Baking soda or vinegar leaves windows spotlessly clean. It also adds a shining lustre to tired looking testes, especially when used in conjunction with some emery cloth or an orbital sander.
2. Have a nasty stain that you can't get rid of? Why not wipe your arse properly or stop wanking in your undies? Failing that, jump into a communal Jacuzzi in a club and the bubbles and contaminant body fluids will probably dissolve your stained knicks completely.
3. Give a thong as a wonderful double Xmas present for sexy nights in, or to cut the cheese with to have with your glass of Port.
4. Be Green and save your anal douche waste. Farmers spray all kinds of contaminated, foul-smelling shite on their fields, so put it to good use on his carrots and let him save a few bob in diesel for his tractor.
Sadly for your fevered imagination, not, and I hadn't drilled a little hole in the base of the popcorn bucket either.
It wasn't that ring I wanted to be lorded over... :-)