Gourmet food is all well and good (and I can cook it as well!), but sometimes you just have to go with something quick, dirty and a little bit "wrong".
I've got a 10-incher....
I really ought to start saving up for a nose job!
It's a scottish phrase. Oor Wullie and The Broons say it a lot. "Jings! Crivens! Help ma Boab!".
I think it translates as "oh bollocks!"
Who cares! They just taste so damned fine!!!
Once again, thanks to Dave for starting this thread. I'm going through a period of grieving at the moment, and there's probably a lot of stuff that I need to get out.
A very dear friend of mine died at the start of march this year at the age of 29. Apart from the fact it's the first death of someone close that I've had to deal with as an adult, it was just so sudden and unexpected. I spoke to her on the phone one evening, the next evening she was gone. There's also the huge problem of not having anyone to blame, as it was a completely natural death (she had a siezure in the bath which caused her to drown). I'm sure the grieving process would be 100 times easier if there was someone or something that I could direct my anger towards. I can't even direct any anger towards "god", as I'm as athiest as you can get.
I miss her terribly, I'd known her since she was 16, and she was one of the nicest, most genuine people I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. So many things make me think of her, a snippet of music heard on the radio, watching a film I think she'd like, seeing something on TV that she liked, then my brain sort of pauses for a second until I'm hit with the reality that I'll never see her again.
I'm sure time will make me feel better, but at the moment, six months on from the event, I still feel as bad as I did when I heard the news. Typing this out has hopefully helpled a bit (I'm on about the 15th re-write now though), I've had a bit of a cry about it, which I've not done for about three months now, so hopefully I'll feel a bit better in the morning.
I'll leave it to your imagination ;) ;)
Errrm.... the answer to both those questions aren't really suitable for a family audience, as the newspapers say, lol
It's never come out in the 4 year's I've had it done. The worst thing that's happened was one time when I was thrusting somewhat over-enthusiastically, and I slipped out and hit her perineum full on with the ring. The impact caused me to bleed for a minute or so, which was slightly scary, but probably nowhere near as scary as losing the ring in either of her holes, lol
I've got a Prince Albert. Forget what the woman would feel, you get the double pleasure of being stimulated from the outside and *inside* during sex, so it's well worth it for that reason alone!
Oh, and it doesn't get caught on a tounge piercing.
I've got a lovely cat. She goes by the name of Kitten Kaboodle, or Boodle for short.
Unfortunately, she's a bit odd, and keeps bringing us worms and frogs as presents!!
suggestion? make the photos bigger? I'm blind enough as it is without having to lean right into the monitor!!
Hi, welcome to the forums. I'm from edinburgh originally, but I had to move out of my old house as it was too big and draughty. You might have seen it on the TV, it's the old looking one on top of the hill in the middle of Edinburgh. You can buy it off me if you like for $100000. You can move straight in and everything once the money goes into my account.
I've got a couple of bridges for sale as well if you'd like them...
dunno about individual songs, but the Stone Roses' first album always reminds me of happy times, as it's what me and Mrs Yellowfrog always seemed to end up playing on the stereo back in the days when we used to shag 5 times a day.
This would be my dream car:
I know it only does 55mph downhill with the wind behind it, but you can't deny that the MkII just looks SO damned cool!
A devil with a stiffy would be quite cool. I'm sure there's one out there, but I can't be mithered looking at this time of night.
(I've ended several "carreers" at my company doing this 
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