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buy my e-book on kindle.com: Violet's Viral Videossunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-38102508270307487682010-03-11T01:23:00.000-08:002010-03-11T01:42:48.156-08:00fucking with frogs<span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" >Dearest Sunday q.,<br /><br />Do you think you are insecure because you date too much? Or that you date so much because you are in<span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">secure? </span></span><br />-Insecure2 in Irvine<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">hi insecure2 in irvine! haven't had a question in a while. i was wondering if there were anybody out there.<br /><br />now to answer your obscure question...<br />what came first the insecure chicken or the insecure egg? i fucking don't know</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">.<span style="font-weight: bold;"> i know that i am a tad bit insecure, i'll admit it. 98% secure. 2% insecure. killer odds. but still insecure no less. no doubt, in doubt. within that 2% of insecurity lies, body issues, beauty issues, intelligent issues, all my other issues and last but not least men issues. so i am insecure about a ton of things not just friggin' dudes.<br /><br />i date a lot, i like men. i was married for quite a while, and the mediocrity of marriage left me numb and socially retarded. now new at dating in my damned thirties i find myself not knowing what the hell i am doing and learning at the same time.<br />do i believe you have to fuck a lot of frogs to find a prince? i do. when casting for the most important role in your life you don't want just any joe shmo off the streets. you'd be stupid to pick the first guy who read for the part with out seeing the goods of the many others. so in conclusion i date a lot because i date a lot. and i'm insecure, just because, i am and i can be.<br /><br />LOVE!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span></span>sunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-31758679664894103962010-03-01T15:29:00.000-08:002010-03-01T22:42:05.448-08:00big pretty in pink lips<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i kissed a different one the other night speckled by the romance of cold rain drops. him, a few inches shorter than me, i kissed him. he fit the moment. He fit all the instant criteria, i kissed him. i'll enjoy the moment. i know he won't last. neither will i. My kisses are meaningful and meaningless at the same time. so am i. i kiss him. i kiss with intent. i kiss with soul. i put my back into it. you want to know what i mean. two pretty in pink, soft, juicy petals sweetly aching for attractive human contact.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i haunt myself.<br />wow.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">really?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i'd want to kiss me. and i say that, in the most unconceited way possible.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i am so god damn kissable. i know it. you know it. fuck.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">you're cute. let's kiss.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">you're smart. let's kiss.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">good dancer? let's dance and kiss.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">and kiss and kiss and kiss and kiss some more.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">seriously.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i kiss. i kiss. i lick. i kiss. i nibble. i bite. i kiss. i grab the back of your fucking head. i tug you, where i like, with my lips. i whisper some shit you've never heard before in your ear. then i lick it. from the bottom to the top. not in this particular order.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i guess...it's me. kissing is my religion. kissing my sanctuary and conviction...it is with the right person in the right moment.<br />they think i'm too much.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">she doesn't even know me. yet she kisses me this way.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">little do they know i'm doing it for me.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">truly it's not fucking you. it's fucking me.<br />so until i meet the right one who enjoys kissing as much as i do...i'll keep doing what i do best....meeting the wrong fucking guy.</span></span>sunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-29883180241645198872010-02-23T00:13:00.000-08:002010-03-01T15:42:11.108-08:00new direction<span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">going in a new direction with this blog, with my life. the enormous need to vent and share and help has taken over me and i need to write again. let it all go again. this time in a good way. this time, more evolved. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">i will still be accepting questions, sunday q. questions. i will answer them. send them to my email address. i will...be sharing more. and i want you, my faithful blog follower, i want you to follow me.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">i work in a mall. encapsulated mediocre materialism.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">i have two jobs. one selling cosmetics and skin care. the other gig, selling couches and oversized bean bag chairs. both jobs sell my soul. fucking retail. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">what do i want to do? makeup, special effects makeup. write. be a writer. buy my e-book so i can stop doing this other shit. quit the two jobs. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">my down time, is full of men and adventure. i meet a lot of men. the ones who want to use me. the ones who want to be with the idea of me not the actual me. the ones who dump me because i am too nice. come the fuck on. really?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">i devour them as they devour me and i find joy in receiving paper 'new castle' coasters from them with their imaginary dicks drawn on them. what does this mean? he can't possibly be the one. we both remain infinitely next. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">he tells me i scare him as he flirts. i like the way he looks at me. he takes me to the bathroom autographs my neck with hickies. he rips my panties off, and i think for one split second, he might actually really like me. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">he leaves without saying goodbye. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">he's the last in a long list that does this. sticking around isn't in their d.n.a. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">four first dates. no seconds. i call it, the first date curse. it's me, and them. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">my sister says wait 3 months for a kiss. 6 months for poon. i need the physical compatibility on a first date. that's my problem. with each man, each date, i grow more detached, this is my strength.</span></span>sunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-89514498158698712272009-07-29T16:33:00.000-07:002009-08-10T12:26:42.168-07:00been a while...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5mScpSPYrRCxSEM4WapCU9j2xnF9ljATj7b6J46EsH28FlZN1oe2ofXpkmbgHy3lQyn6FmvNOqv5d7_4BMgW-wxEVRlkkf7GwpCVRirejE2MsthX5UMoGsOIvmVVMmaYDwJyO0Ef10Ys/s1600-h/vip+wink.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5mScpSPYrRCxSEM4WapCU9j2xnF9ljATj7b6J46EsH28FlZN1oe2ofXpkmbgHy3lQyn6FmvNOqv5d7_4BMgW-wxEVRlkkf7GwpCVRirejE2MsthX5UMoGsOIvmVVMmaYDwJyO0Ef10Ys/s320/vip+wink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364034978095567010" border="0" /></a>
<br /><meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style=";font-family:Times New Roman,serif;font-size:180%;" >Sunday Q. </span> </p><meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">What is the human existential condition?</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">to me and many others, the human existential condition, is stress. the stress that is laid upon us for simply being human. no one is satisfied anymore having nothing, when we lose what we have we freak out, when we should be happy to have one less thing to worry about. i personally would like to have less so my personal existential condition will be filled with less anxiety and more freedom, which is what are human existential condition should be. phew. my brain hurts. thanks for making me really think on that one. i needed that. </span></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">How does the human existential condition span time and space, race and gender? </span></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">as long as there are humans there will be stress, anxiety and despair, it is our way, no matter what time we are in, no matter what space we occupy, no matter what race and gender we are. some times, some spaces, some races and genders do have more stress, anxiety and despair. this is the only way i can answer this question at this time.</span> </span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">How can cyber messages (such as this) ameliorate the human existential condition?</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">the tender love and care of another human, who can identify and help, (such as me) can assist in fading those feelings of stress, anxiety and despair, so keep the the cyber messages a comin'.</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">how much do you believe in dreams ? </span></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">a lot. when i was younger my superstituous mother would make us take mental note of what we dreamed about. She used to tell us if we dreamed of blood or our teeth falling out that somebody close to us may die and crazy crap like that. so i've always been interested in what i've dreamed about, especially considering my dreams, I dream realistic, far fetched dreams every night. But do i believe in the superstitious shit my mom used to tell us, no. if i dream of blood or my teeth falling out now, i know my subconscious is just shaken up by stress (a.k.a. the human existential condition) or my own immortality. but i am always hopeful of a good dream as we all should be. dreams keep us aiming for what is beyond and above us, they keep us pushing to sky, and shooting past the stars. </span></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">What is your take on friends with benefits? Immoral? Fun? Plain wrong? </span></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">friends with benefits...not immoral, fun if done right. i think it can work as long as both people are on the same page. for me personally...it can't work...i get to emotionally invested and always want more. </span></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">I have been the cause of a few broken hearts.</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">i too would be the breaker of hearts, rather than the owner.</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">When ladies are getting eaten out do they prefer the tongue inside of them or just having their clit sucked on? </span></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">every woman is different...be gentle and try for both places. </span></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">I want to start a pious foundation for my future, buy can't find the right woman. Where should I look? </span></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">concerts, coffee shops, grocery stores, women are every where, you just have to come up to us, a lot of us actually and i'm sure you'll find the right one.</span> </span></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">What the hell are we doing on blogger? You need to be on the radio. </span></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">thanks love.</span> </span></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">How can you know who can be counted on and who cannot?</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">you gotta put yourself and them out on a limb, and just count on them. When they let you down or flake then you know. </span></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">If a train leaves Chicago at 6:38 - nevermind! </span></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">how long will you indulge me in this?</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">as long as you have (good) questions.</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">do you have all of your teeth?</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">yes...all of them, ironically except for my wisdom teeth.</span>
<br /></span></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Do you believe that the tooth fairy still possesses some of my teeth?</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">yes. she uses some of them as currency.</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">has anyone else ever asked you about your teeth?</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">no...honestly, no one ever has.</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">has anyone else ever asked you about my teeth?</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">no...honestly, no one ever has. honestly.</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">What color socks do you think I should wear next Thursday and why?</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">lime green. just because.</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">If we went to a movie together would you expect me to pay?</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">sadly yes. i'm as broke as a joke currently.</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">What would you want to see?</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">whatever indie flick is out. i'm a fan.</span>
<br /></span></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Is there a limit to how many questions I can ask you?</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">no go for it.</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Never feel alone, ask away.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Who is your favorite poet? </span></span></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_12"></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">hands down. Charles Bukowski!!!</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">HELLO</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Can you tell me what the understanding or meaning of the
<br />phrase "Ask me no questions and I will tell you no lies." is?
<br />Would it mean someone does not want to tell you about
<br />something you are asking?</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">It could easily pertain to that. It means, as long as my mouth is shut, it remains shut and no lies are able to come out. </span>
<br />
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Now I like the phrase "Speak ! -- so that I might see you."</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Something like you can often tell more about a person</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">by their questions rather than their answers.</span>
<br />
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">I think this question and answer thing can be very</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">telling -- even exciting -- and far more fun than you</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">might expect.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">So let the flowering moments of your mind drop</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">their petals in speech -- be it answers or questions</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">or anything at all. Two mouths are better than one.</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">LOVE!!!</span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span> </p> sunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-51566213834513405822009-04-12T21:52:00.000-07:002009-04-15T23:19:57.591-07:00live like helen keller<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqrUWv1GyUxMWiaD5kOxufEGpYjqSSKgXnSz6Gjb1GRpkvY288nb82Sj3KEzb-PJo8V0wyA97Ygc62-ndqbpj1FWVblMk-qm45hZYyIWzjt6PAH9IsXJ6JGr0bCciGZszVdM1QgRMSLFc/s1600-h/0402090825.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqrUWv1GyUxMWiaD5kOxufEGpYjqSSKgXnSz6Gjb1GRpkvY288nb82Sj3KEzb-PJo8V0wyA97Ygc62-ndqbpj1FWVblMk-qm45hZYyIWzjt6PAH9IsXJ6JGr0bCciGZszVdM1QgRMSLFc/s400/0402090825.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324034876831070722" border="0" /></a>
<br /><meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" >Is it weird that I like hand jobs better than blow jobs?</span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >no. preference is preference. i've known alot of guys who haven't gotten decent hand jobs, and to them it's the most exciting newest shit ever. to them it's sliced bread. potato, potata we all like what we like. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" >You know how everyone says guys just want sex - do women just ever want to be eaten out and thats it and nothing else? </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >some women want that, i have wanted that in the past. sometimes we are hungry for it all...sometimes you just want a terrific fucking appetizer and that's it.</span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" >ARE YOU REALLY WHO YOU THINK YOU ARE?...OR ARE YOU MERELY WHO YOU
<br />THINK YOU ARE...BECAUSE THAT'S ALL YOU THINK YOU ARE??? </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >to answer your questions.
<br />yes.
<br />yes. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >
<br />tip !: who you are, what you are, and what you shall become is all a state of mind. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" >What do girls like boys to smell like and why?</span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >i like a boy to smell good in a cologney way or a little sweaty...i'm sure it's the pheromones...something beyond my control that attracts me to these scents.
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<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" >graffiti is a right or a privilege?</span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >a right. we live in a society where we are able to express ourselves in many ways, graffiti is one of the ways we do this. We have the right to...pursue our happiness. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" >ok... so i know this girl.. she is my guy friends ex girlfriend who he just had a baby with (but they broke up a couple months after the baby was born they have been broken up for about 3 months now)... we are attracted to each other... i know both her family and his family. Is it worth giving it a shot of a relationship? </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >i'm going to say no because there is baby involved. oh! and some hardcore baby daddy drama. avoid the drama and find another girl, son. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" >Q: What is the best way for a man to get laid in So-Cal?</span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >the same way a unattractive girl gets laid, by being nice and giving good head.</span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" >ok, only one other person knows about this, so I'll bite. How weird is it that I fantasize about girls teasing me for having a small... you know? I think about asking whenever i'm being intimate with a girl, but always decide not to say anything, even though I'm 50/50 on whether or not they want to say something regarding it anyway. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >fantasies aren't weird, that's why they are called fantasies. live like helen keller, “life is a daring adventure or nothing at all.” no harm in asking.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" >how do you make an ex-wife less bitter? she cheated, i didn't. yet she is the one who is bitter after the divorce. help is appreciated. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >you can't. that's why she's an ex-wife. time is on your side. time is the healer...now give yourself some...she needs some too.
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<br /></span> </p> sunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-62444177304821461952009-04-12T00:07:00.000-07:002009-04-15T23:21:51.785-07:00usually out on a limb<meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:180%;">What is your take on hate, and why? I always been fascinated by that. If anything, I don't believe that hate exists. Hate to me is just another part of love (only in darker, more cynical terms). Well, tell me what you think? </span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >i think you hit the nail right on the head. 'you hate me because you ain't me is,' is a great way to understand intolerance. often people hate what they don't understand, from their ignorance, they hate things or people they can't pinpoint. sometimes people hate because they secretly want to be what they hate, homophobes for instance do that. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >tip !: accept your intolerance, remain ignorant. so don't do it. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:180%;">How do you know if a woman likes you are wants you to go the hell away? For example.. was at a party. girl and I were chatting, great conversation. Then she just bailed out. I heard later she wanted me to ask her out. Totally confused me.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >okay...she wanted you to ask her out, but she had to bail, doesn't mean she wasn't feeling you the whole time. this has happened to me a million times, i've been at a club or at party vibing hard with a fella and then i have to bail, i drove with friends and i'm on their clock, or i have to get up early the next day, and i wonder as we are leaving why didn't that fella ask me out, i was like throwing myself at him. so my advice to you, is if you are vibing or feeling a lady, ask her out, then you'll know for sure if she wants you or wants you to go the hell away.</span> <span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br />Sex question. I have been having dreams about giving hand jobs to guys. What the hell is that.. Am I gay?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >you're not gay, your just having kind of a gay dream which is practically normal and between me and you and the world, it's a blast. why not live out your deepest, darkest, secret desires via your subconscious. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >tip !: dream it up!!!</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Hi, I do have a question that I'd like a woman's opinion about. I've recently started looking for and ABF/ANR relationship. Not as lovers or committed relationship just a friend that may enjoy nursing an adult man, either lactating or wishing to induce lactation. I've received a few answers from ads I've put in, joined a couple of ABF/ANR yahoo groups and such but so far no one that has answered seems real or serious.
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<br />So, my question to you... In your experience have you known many, or any women that would enjoy such a relationship? Just friends, but they enjoy the intimacy of nursing someone whether dry or trying to induce lactation?
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<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >thank you for elaborating on what a a.b.f./a.n.r. is. i googled it and all i could find was: arkansas baptist foundation and american bar foundation/ affidavit (for) no records and americans (for) nonsmoker's rights, which are so not the right acronyms. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >I'm gonna be so honest with you. I have never known a person first hand who has been into adult nursing. But I say to each their own...</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >i'm not sure how i'd feel about nursing a man who wasn't my man. so that might be your issue. it's such an intimate act to request of a woman who isn't yours. now you said you were married...what's wrong with testing out nursing on the good ol' wifey. who knows she might be down and it might be something to bring you two closer together, since it's evident that you are so straying. If that doesn't work keep looking elsewhere i'm sure you'll find somebody who's down. but I would mos def start that search in your bedroom. maybe your wifey is into some kinky shit too, this could open up a new dialogue and get things pumping at home again. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:180%;">It starts with the word cheat. Look I don't know you but i think it makes sense to ask you. I been married 14 years and its come to the point where i find myself wanting to cheat. I don't have those strong feelings for my wife anymore. Is it wrong for me to feel this way. I'm lusting for someone new. Should I go through with it. I just want to taste the a new woman and hold her for one night will it be wrong are should I not do it. Please let me know. </span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >well this decision is really up to you. sounds like you feel like every married person in america. i think you should talk to your wife about it. ask her if she feels like straying too. perhaps the two of you can do what my married friends did, and come to an agreement, make a deal, one night, you can have another lover. then everything is even and you can both equally get yours without too much pain or guilt. just an idea. hate for you to live your life man, and feel like you are missing out, because that would suck. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Do women really like performing oral sex, or are they just saying so because they know we love it?</span> </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >here is me going out on a limb. i'm going to say yes, some women do enjoy it. satisfying a wiener with your mouth is hard work. satisfying anything with your mouth is hard work, so for the women out there who are just humoring dudes and doing it and secretly hating it i feel for you and between me and you and again everyone else, i understand your pain, especially when you are with a cat who likes to take his time. we all know we have to give to get...so i'm sure there are a lot of women who do it because they want to be next and because their fella loves it. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">What's the difference between a cute guy and a hot guy?</span> </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >a cute guy is someone i want to kiss, and a hot guy is a guy i want to kiss me. cute is approachable, hot is not so approachable, practically intimidatingly handsome. hope that helps.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
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<br /></span></p> sunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-61802057698474345752009-04-08T01:58:00.000-07:002009-04-12T00:06:39.211-07:00thank god. literally and figuratively. <meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;">OK what are you thoughts on pickles? </span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">love them, especially the warm doo-doo looking kind at the bodega.</span> </span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="color:#cccccc;">Hello Q,</span>
<br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">So my question is...Will I ever have an affair with my Wifes best friend's gal? I've been wanting her for a long time and had this desire to be with her sexually. </span></span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;">i am an answerer to questions, not a psychic. so to answer your question, yes. sorry best friend...sorry best friend that you have a best friend that wants to bang your wife.</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;">how much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood? </span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;" align="left"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;">As much as woodchuck wants to fucking chuck.</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;" align="left"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;">OK here is my question. How come or why do women fall in love or start to like a guy when its a booty call all/most of the time?</span></span></p> <p align="left"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;">Sent via BlackBerry by AT&T </span></span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">fortunately and unfortunately we think with our coochies more. coochies and hoochies have feelings everybody knows that. sex is a physical adaption of love, some of us are more in tune with our parts then others. thank god.</span>
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<br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">glad to see an empathetic soul, that seems to realize that the stuff you use that toilet paper for, smells the same as anyone else's....do you hang you toilet paper inward or outward?</span>
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<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">inward all the way, baby!</span>
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<br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">Ok, here's my question: have you ever been the cause of the end of a relationship that was good for you and how long did it take you to realize it?</span>
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<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">i don't think i have ever done this. thank god. or maybe i have done it and still haven't realized what i have done. nevertheless, thank god.</span>
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<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">attraction is fluid. sexuality is fluid. besides that people are wishy-washy. they go back and forth, they love what's not right, love what's wrong. who says this other kid is weak. He maybe stronger than any man on earth in the way she/he needs right now. You never know what somebody's thinking until you ask. Sounds like a hard motherfucking question, but I wouldn't ask her or him...if they are straying and you are not down with it..time for you to bail and leave it in the past and work on yourself.</span>
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<br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">Do maggots get drunk when eating alcoholics?</span>
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<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">yes. especially if they are eating my body. just kidding.</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Does penis size matter?</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">how i love this question. i will answer it with a tip. (pun intended.) </span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">tip!: worried about your penis size, train your tongue to be eager. </span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:180%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">I've been with this girl for over two years. I love her and am in live with her but we have many problems. One of the biggest is that when we broke up last year we were apart for a couple of months and within those couple of months I was with someone else. I wouldn't call it a one night stand but it wasn't anything more than just sex.
<br />Before I decided to go for it the last thing she had told me was that she didn't want to be with me that she could never be with me and that she couldn't even stay friends. I probably should have waited but I was lonely, I had no friends and the reason was because our relationship drove them away. I chose her over the little friends that I had and when we split i had no one.
<br />So this all passed and we started talking and as soon as she gave me hope again I stopped talking to that person I had slept with and I didn't ever plan to tell her. So of course she found out and we tried to work things out and it's been over a year and she still brings it up and holds it against me. She also brings up the fact that she was Korean Hawaiian which is exotic and all I ever dated before I met her and thinks I'm not attracted to her because in her eyes she's average and this girl wasn't. I believe that has a lot to do with why she hasn't gotten over it.
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<br />Anyway, my question to you is will she ever get over it and stop holding it against me and bringing it up or will she never forget, never forgive, and will it haunt our relationship and ultimately and inevitably lead to it's demise?
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<br />Sent from my iPod </span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">first of all i am amazed by the capabilities of your ipod. i can't believe you typed all this with one of those. as a long time virgin mobile user, (yes i have a plan, and i'm not an avid phone talker) i'm throughly impressed.</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">now to answer your question, your gal sounds really insecure, this is holding her and your relationship back. some shit is hard for people to get over and you never know what is going to be that thing that you can't get over. this maybe hers, she feels betrayed on so many levels, and her insecurity is fucking with her. as long as she is insecure about herself, your 'on break' activity will haunt her. it will lead to your relationship's demise, because she is allowing it via her insecurity. granted what you did in her mind sucks although you were just trying to do you (literally and figuratively) for a minute which is fine, you gotta do what you gotta do sometimes to heal. </span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">dude, this is what it is, you may have to let her go to set yourself free. you are dealing with her demons, not yours, every time she gets insecure about this other exotic chick. sounds like your girl isn't gonna stop bringing your tropical mistake up anytime soon. also, sounds like you are already doubting your girl and your relationship by writing this heart filled question with an ipod. i think you should let your girl go especially if she won't let go of what you did. who wants to live in misery with the person who is causing a portion of it. </span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">in closing, i'm an exotic girl and we can't help but to rock.</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">A question pertaining to my personal life. I try to ask my female friends this, but why are women so difficult at times. In general. My last gf, I was with her for a few years but in the end she would start fights for no reason. I assumed it was cause she wanted out . but hell why not just say that. Instead of causing drama and fights that weren't necessary. I mean it could've been an easy break, but "NO" it has to be drama. And I've had problems with other women too, not relationship wise but when there was something wrong they start arguing about some crap completely unrelated... I don't think its all women, but I think its most of the women that I've met. Anyway any response would be welcome.</span></span></strong></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">women. women are hormonal. big, throbbing, pretty hormones. the end. i had a girlfriend who would get into a huge fight with her boyfriend the week before her period started, like clock work this would happen. he'd say something to trigger her, and ding, ding, ding, the fight was on. i have cried at commercials I didn't want to simply because my rag was on it's way. All women are different though, and again communication is key. A little honey on a wound never hurt anybody. well maybe if it's a literal wound honey wouldn't help, it might infect it, but figuratively if any of your ladies mean anything to you, i'd try it. we all channel what is eating us differently. i think you should inquire, dig a little, maybe it's something else. try, “honey what's going on with you? you seem on edge. wanna talk,” that's a lovely can of worms to get to the bottom of what is going on. </span></span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">maybe you are subconsciously attracted to dramatic women. it's not always the big, throbbing, pretty hormones fault. </span></span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#cccccc;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">why would a woman who has a fantastic man, though flawed as normal humans are, decide to go with a weaker option?
<br />even though the two have the same flaws? </span></span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">attraction is fluid. sexuality is fluid. besides that people are wishy-washy. they go back and forth, they love what's not right, love what's wrong. who says this other kid is weak. He maybe stronger than any man on earth in the way she/he needs right now. You never know what somebody's thinking until you ask. Sounds like a hard motherfucking question, but I wouldn't ask her or him...if they are straying and you are not down with it..time for you to bail and leave it in the past and work on yourself. </span></span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:180%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">LOVE!!!</span></span></span></strong></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span> </p> sunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-3958568524223753772009-04-06T15:58:00.000-07:002009-04-15T23:23:54.113-07:00me to you, you to me<meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >a poem to me...
<br />a fun one and a warm one. </span><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br />(the fun poem.) </span><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">If superficialness was a person </span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:180%;">It would be a cadaver with</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:180%;">Two dimensional sight</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:180%;">A nose for smelling money</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:180%;">And a mouth to mumble and stutter</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Incompetent questions and useless information</span>
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >(the warm one.)</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:180%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:180%;">The cold of winters eve</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:180%;">Leaves the body cold</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:180%;">And the heart yearning for warmth</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:180%;">The one true warmth of this earth</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:180%;">That of a single kiss</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-size:180%;">
<br /></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >aww...the wittines and kindnes of this act has left me smiling and speechless. i hope i am not the cadaver.</span></p>
<br /><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:180%;">S.Q. What is your greatest motivator in your life currently?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >currently my pocketbook, which is totally in the double digits...only like cents in there. secondly helping people, helping myself. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:180%;">Do you prefer passion or dedication from a lover?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >do i have to choose. passion seems to fade. so i supposse if i had to choose i would prefer a more dedicated lover in the long run. for the record, i'd love to have both. </span> </p> <table style="width: 680px; height: 1693px;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"> <col width="256"> <tbody><tr> <td width="100%"> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:180%;">Do u think a sexual relationship can lead to a meaningful, long term, committed relationship?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >yes i do. in my case almost every relationship i have ever been in began as a sexual relationship. through talking and growth, most of those relationships turned into meaningful, long term committed relationships. Considering what your version of long term is, i do think that it's possible, for me it's anywhere to 3 months to about 8 years (my longest.) i think communication, as usual, is key. find out what your partner wants, be realistic about what you want, and meet half way if possible. sex, no matter how carnal or one dimensional, is a physical adaption of love anyhow. And the potential of any kind of love is limitless.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:180%;">What is sunday q doing today .... without me? </span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >writing and believe it or not, taking a very well needed break from babysitting, it's spring break, my sis' kids are over, right now they are napping.</span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:180%;">When you're in a relationship with someone, how long before they can invite other partners into the bedroom together? </span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >whether it is them or you doing the inviting the timing is up to both of you. that discussion, that conversation needs to be had between you two and after that, you can have other partners in the bedroom in a matter of minutes if that's what you two want. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"><span style="font-size:180%;">what are your fetishes? </span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >shiny shoes. my dad used to be in the military, used to always shine his shoes, i grow up i shine my shoes. in fact, there is picture of me as a baby watching him shine his shoes. the smell of shoe polish is deliciously intoxicating to me. the sight of a self shined shoe especially on a civilian sends me into a carnal whirlwind. shiny shoes say a lot about a man, even more about a woman. shiny shoes.</span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> </p><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">LOVE!!!
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<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>sunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-2911127898685078492009-03-21T20:41:00.000-07:002009-03-21T21:36:29.434-07:00wolves and sheeps <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4nRgvh2ZglFCuitwWJYOfdDq-vGps8xpYhYqkB9mNCIvX82Dk2H4DhPNTKhrczpnQu-0IWjgV7I10yMiUvrcYGKSW7t7sgkTFuJ9uq7ExOTaF0tfIZWKymlI9VsGMA3KXNxoTpy_uAcc/s1600-h/sas+4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4nRgvh2ZglFCuitwWJYOfdDq-vGps8xpYhYqkB9mNCIvX82Dk2H4DhPNTKhrczpnQu-0IWjgV7I10yMiUvrcYGKSW7t7sgkTFuJ9uq7ExOTaF0tfIZWKymlI9VsGMA3KXNxoTpy_uAcc/s320/sas+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315853614526382210" border="0" /></a>
<br /><meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } A:link { so-language: zxx } --> </style> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Love you Sunday Q. You're scary-smart... and that's a tremendous compliment because you mix in such a calm sensuality. I love to kiss.... Do you ever rent out your lips?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">thank you love. that'll be a no.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Do you think a NSA (No Strings Attached) relationship outside of marriage is impossible while still maintaining the foundation of the marriage?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">i think it can work if you are honest with your spouse. she has to be down with this whole idea too. You can't leave her out of something that is affecting her shit. you are putting her 'gina, her health, mental and physical, in jeopardy. i think lying to your loved one, keeping secrets is the quickest way to end any kind of relationship. trust is everything. trust is all we have. if she's in, then only then can it possibly work. she might want a little NSA action on the side too, she may want to have the opportunity to have some extra frosting on her cake, if you know what i mean. so, give your misses the option to get some different butter on her bread too. her getting some can also help this situation succeed. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">and if she is down, marry this woman, wait, unless you are already married to her, then keep her, hold it down with this ball and chain, she is magnificently understanding and experimental, which is an odd lovely mix that is very hard to find, out here in this world of selfish close-minded wolves. if she is that kind of broad, and she is allowed to get hers as well, than your NSA outside relationship might actually strengthen your marriage. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">tip !: if she's not down, she's not down!</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Do you like dark, handsome, strong, muscular, beautifully endowed Italian men?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">yes please, who ever doesn't, is a lie a damn lie!
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">OK... what are next weeks lucky lotto numbers?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">12, 24, 29, 36, 41, mega number: 8</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">(disclaimer: if anyone ever wins from these numbers from this date forth, they are legally obligated to throw 1 million dollars my way.)</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Why are most women materialistic?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">not me. other women are materialistic because that is what they are spoon fed at home, from parents, music videos, puffy and the beckHams. that bitch bar-bie and her lousy physical dimensions, and her pink dream house and her pink corvette and her also pink accessory, gay husband ken, has all taught us nothing and everything about today and tomorrow's society. we are taught, instilled from a very young age, this is 'shit is what we need to be happy', then women seek it out through titty implants and your pocketbook. simple. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">We, women are just trying to get like the ex girl. Be better than the ex-girl. it gets expensive for a girl to keep up. i'm sure fellas out there feel the strain in their own (materialistic) way. we are just vibing with what the universe gives us, and with what we've learned. what's your excuse? dudes created this whole system for us to configure ourselves in.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">why do nice guy's finish last?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">nice guys don't take the same chances that bold assholes do. bold assholes created bungee jumping and energy drinks that taste like bad coffee. they keep girls gone wild commercials on the air during adult swim. i'm sorry guy, who can compete with fearless, horny, cocky, suck-cessful, sometimes good looking, good lucking, caffeinated jerk offs. nobody. that's who. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">unfortunately we have also been brain washed that some of that shit is sexy. Thank you mr. mcconaughey. thank you. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">why do assholes always get the pretty girls?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">please see above response, my love.</span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">why does a pretty girl never give a normal guy the time of day?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">i do. here is the truth though homie. some of you are just as douchy. you have your baggage matching us pound for pound and you want more than we can give. martha stewart in heather hunter's body, a feat unaccomplished by both of those strong powerhouse bunnies. lady in the streets, freaks in the bed. no such thing. streaks of what we really are bleed all over the place. the more you mask, the more you are what you are. the universe doesn't work that way. she'd never work in our favor in this way. then, us fair, sensible, sweet intelligent gals wonder, 'what the fuck is the difference?'</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">we realize, 'we can do better,' even though we can't, because romance isn't up to you, 85% percent of the time, you end up with who you are supposed to end up with, and instead of chin checking your fella with your observations, so he/you can grow, with the dream of you two trashing your baggage together, so you can actually grow together you dump his ass before he can do it to you. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">is there really a difference than between, sheeps and wolves? we are all carbon based life forms at the end of the day, one thinks they are above, the other thinks it is below. one needs meat. one is meat. we all take turns being the victor, the victim. they both prey on each other in their own sick ways and with disgusting rituals. and who always ends up hopeful with the lesser of the two evils? me. this ex fella, this next fella does me just as dirty, uncontrollably, as if he didn't have a choice, doesn't matter if he's a good guy or bad guy. and i can't tell who is who anymore. who is what? sometimes i am the wolf. the starving, snarling wolf. tired of being the victim, tired of being a sheep. i become what i am not, purely for my own mental and physical survival/ </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">all I can do is define what i want. redefine what i want. work on myself and throw that into the universe. i suggest you do the same my love. i say follow your gut, make your life as happy as a single ace card can and prepare yourself, be prepared for everything, especially the inevitable, because it's coming. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"> </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">why is a man judged by what he wears? </span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">please see the 'Why are most women materialistic?' answer, above. the doper he looks the more we think he'll take care of us dopely. Most women think this before, they think, 'he is conceited.' or 'he takes good care of himself.' it's seeded in our subconscious, with barb's pink corvette. just another way for saying we are <i>all</i> superficial. All trained. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">most guys i know that have nice things really have nothing.... most guys who are ballers are really struggling, most guys who wine and dine categorize their women like if they were objects.......ok...just sitting here killing a lil time)</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">well there you are. literally and figuratively.</span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">what's your favorite panty color please ;)</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">i'm a purist...could go with black or white all day, every day.</span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">How is it that gay guys hook up like crazy on websites like Craig's List and OK Cupid...and every post those sights with girls wanting to hook up with dudes or date is a fake? Almost always sending me to another dating web site.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">don't know man. you should sign up for a paid sites. there is way less of that in their 'pay to love' world. free sites, (i love them to death) are unfortunately filled to the brim with junk. how many times have i put ads on those sites you mentioned only to get real estate, penis enlargement links in my box? figuratively, not literally of course. it happens. part of the game. these games of our times. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">if you are looking to just hook up homie, maybe you should occasionally switch lanes, teams, if you know what I mean. gays please show us how it's done...again. lead us. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">have you ever been addicted to heroin? would you be willing to help my kick? </span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">never been addicted to heroine. have this natural anxiety, this fear of needles. don't like to be 'out of control high' ever, no matter how beautiful or cleansing, the blue line euphoria of harsh drugs are. i want to help you kick this habit, that's all it is love, a habit that is just as beautiful, cleansing and euphoric to kick. i found this website for you:</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"> </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#ffff00;"> <a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?Drug-Rehab---No-Insurance?-Learn-Your-Free-Rehab-Options&id=849990">http://ezinearticles.com/?Drug-Rehab---No-Insurance?-Learn-Your-Free-Rehab-Options&id=849990</a></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">it'll link you to free programs in your area. to be honest with you though some states have better programs than others. you may have to move to get the help you need and deserve. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">keep me posted. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">tip !: love yourself how you need to be loved and never go wrong.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">tip !: can't spell heroine, without hero.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">love you!!! you can do this!!! be my hero!</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">I actually had a couple of Qs for you.
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I've had some self-esteem issues and self-confidence issues growing up. Of course, I used to be a bigger, fat, overly-creepy nice guy. But I made some changes. However, I'm always open to opinions. Do you think I'm a good-looking guy, in your opinion?</span>(picture, i refuse to post, of a beefy adorable, shaved bald, hershey chocolate black guy with guns to the gun show biceps; worth dying for.) </span><span style="font-size:180%;">I also live at home, which has been my reason for not seriously pursuing anyone in a relationship capacity. I work full-time and go to grad school part-time for my master's degree in electrical engineering. Do you think I should seriously hold off on dating or put myself out there and hope for the best, in your opinion?
<br />By the way, cute pic! Love the lips. ;) </span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">thanks darling. i think you are a dream man. a dream man. a diamond in the buff, a gem. come to mama. i think you should be out there. dive yourself into dating fields. define your taste so when you meet miss right, you'll now what to do with her in an assertive, respectful manner. you are yummy and you are over qualified to be anyone's man booming with terrific plus signs in all of your sweet fields. i think the only quality you are lacking in is confidence. lucky for you it is easy to score.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">i too have lacked there, we all have and guess what you are going to do what i did to overcome your one negative trait. Fuck it til you make it. i mean, fake it til you make it. own who you are. you are delicious and go from there. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">i think you are darling and a real woman could care less who you live with if she is really into you. as long as the fam is not over the top annoying or all in your business or something. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">good luck....</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">i think you are catch! </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">tip!: rock it out! Cause if you don't no one will ever do it for you!</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Why would a woman tell you she wants to take it slow but then dump you because you didn't kiss her on the first date? I have no problem being assertive but I was also raised to respect woman. So is she crazy or is this a trick that women use to mess with men and keep them on their toes? </span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">no. this woman is a mess. i'm sure there are some crazy chapters missing from her crazy story. she doesn't know what she wants. i think kissing on the first date is pretty crucial. thank you mr. woody allen for this lesson in one of my favorite movies <i>annie hall</i>. i don't want to waste anyone's time, especially mine, and i always want to make sure that chemistry is present before heading off and wasting dough, lip gloss or hair styling ideas on date number two. I think we should all be getting to first base on date numero uno. You my friend should most definitely be doing the same, considering it sounds like you are the respectful fella who wants lip action on your inaugural date. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">tip!: you set the rules too! </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">you're going dancing in the desert under the moon tonight, what will you be wearing? </span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">this...(please see attached photo for this blog entry.)</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">barefoot of course</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">And do you like fast dances or slow dances?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">both, depends on who i am dancing with and our strengths together as a dancing entity and what we are dancing to. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Hablas espanol? (Yo si.)</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">muy pequeno. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">AND how did you get to be so wise?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">lots of life experience. lots of laughs, jokes, clowns. lots of hurt, heart break, tears. lots of looking, absorbing. none of that in that order. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">And what about this idea that we all create new families every where we go? What about that? Does that mean that you're my sister?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">yes bro i'm yo sis. everywhere we go it is our duty as humans to create a sense of community. a sense of home. it's what we do. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">I love curves. Love curves!</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">Me too Bro!! On the road. I have them, it is also a lovely establishment. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">How often should one consult Tarot, I-Ching, & the Magic Eightball?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">How ever many time one sees fit for guidance. Especially if any of those psychic channels proves itself worthy of working. Let it be known, a magic eight-ball never hurt anybody, it is my personal favorite. </span><span style="font-size:180%;">
<br /></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Are you white or black? The one photo is a close up of a neck - pretty hot. The other is of a cute black chick dancing. Which one?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">i'm noticing some slight bigotry on your part dude. and that's my artsy-farsty, hippy dippy side talking. the 'close up' of my neck/lip picture, has left my race unrecognizable. sort of the point. i'm pretty hot when you think I'm white, white chick with fat lips = hot. i am modestly attractive. cute. when you refer to me as the black chick dancing. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">i am a light skinned black woman. red boned. thick. soft. athletic. curvy. dark and hard in spirit. i am beautiful in the most un-conceited way possible. we should all be so lucky. to be cultured, and ourselves and not lose ourselves. it's a hard mix. i look damn good in whatever skins i'm in. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">LOVE!!!</span></p> sunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-50769239242060305132009-02-28T15:01:00.000-08:002009-03-14T17:50:15.063-07:00invincible wound<meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> <p style="margin-bottom: 0.2in;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_0"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_1"></a></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" >If I were to tap you on the shoulder and ask,"Do you have a beau?", you would reply...</span><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >i would say, "******."</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:180%;" ><b>
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<br /></b></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" >If I were to ask "Whatcha' going to do when you get out of jail?", you would say...</span><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;">"i'm gonna have some fun, what do you consider fun?</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;">fun natural fun..."</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0.2in;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" >How do I know that I should commit my life to this one? Cheers.</span><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >go with your feelings. follow your gut...
<br />and when in doubt make a pro-con list.
<br />go with whatever list is the shortest. </span><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" >Could you tell me a good way to approach women, or at least what gets your attention.</span><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >call me old school but i think a clever way to approach the lay-days, and/or me is to give a awkward / genuine fashion complement. </span><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >try, "your sweater is beautiful...on you."</span><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0.2in;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_2"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_5"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_6"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_7"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_8"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_9"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_10"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_11"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_12"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_13"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_14"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_15"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_16"></a></span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Q: I simply love the new prez! What do you think.... is it time for a change?</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">hell yes, i do think this country and every single one of us is far overdue from some positive, brand new change in our lives. </span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">You see a man at the store he has fresh fish, wild rice, green beans and lots of veggies for a salad. He is in the wine section and tells you he needs to find a good wine to go with his meal because he is cooking for his mother as a birthday surprise, because she can't go out due to a recent surgery on her hip. What kind of wine do you recommend he get?</span></span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">well, first of all what a wonderful, deliciously sweet way to pic up a broad!!! also dude who asked the, 'Could you tell me a good way to approach women, or at least what gets your attention,' question use this cat's question as an approach. it's fucking flawless.</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">aw!! so friggin' good!!! </span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">okay, okay, i'm calming myself!</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i would recommend a red wine. you're gonna want to get mom a little tipsy to ease her sore hip and her achy body into a deep slumber. ravenswood is my favorite red when i have dough to spare, from $6-$15 a bottle, ravenswood's 2004 sonoma mountain wine pickberry, is my favorite when i have mad bones to waste, which is about $40 a bottle. two buck chuck (charles shaw from trader joes) is my favorite when my pocketbook is hurting, which you guessed is only $2 a bottle. all of these red's are full flavored, not bitter, and have a oakey bouquet. only let ma' have a few glasses because i'm sure she's got some dynamite pain killers.</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">happy birthday ma and happy healing! </span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">A little knowledge test, why is Chicago called the windy city?</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">chicago, is called the 'windy city' for a number of reasons, here is one.</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">it is windy there. the tall buildings there suck the breeze down into the streets in a marvelous way, leaving the city perpetual wind filled. </span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" >Does your vagina fart like an ass-hole when you are being penetrated with a penis?</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_17"></a></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" >It is the GROSSEST thing I have ever heard to hear a woman's vagina fart while I am making love to her.</span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0.2in;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I loose my erection instantly!</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">who's doesn't? this a natural occurrence. no woman's vag is queef-less. get over it if you want to continue penetrating species of the opposite sex. this sound is sweet music and you know it prophet.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><b>
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<br /></b></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Well, thanks for the response. Most people don't even answer me. They are so used to b.s. that my open honesty freaks them out or something. I think that from what I can see you are way fine and that probably intimidates a lot of guys. Unlike most hot young women you actually have a brain and an imagination that extends well beyond the mall and the pipe! I suspect you would be way cool to know well. I am a nice guy and would hit on you for sure if I wasn't 800 miles away and old enough to be your dad. At least we have given each other something to think about. Be well Angel.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i thank you. i thank you. and i shall be well. dito.</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 96, 191);font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">What is it like to have the sexual power that young, beautiful women possess?</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">it's like being an invincible wound. </span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">whats your view of 9/11? think terrorists... or our government, did it...</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i think both played their dirty roles. in a very what came first the chicken or the egg way...and yes, i am trying to be as vague as possible. </span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Sunday!! How cool!! What a neat name you have.. i like!!
<br />If i ever have kids, names for boys i have are:
<br />Thunderstar, Iko and Meegler, naw hah just joshing ya,
<br />except for the name 'Thunderstar' that is a real winner!!
<br />Names for girls: Arial, Serene, Quigley, ha naw jus' being dumb!!!</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0.2in;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">
<br />Who won the superbowl in 1978?</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">the dallas cowboys defeated the denver broncos, 27-10, in super bowl XII in 1978. next question.</span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" >A blonde is showing off her new tattoo of a seashell on her inner thigh. </span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" >Her friends ask her why she would get such a tattoo and in that location.
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">oh you...that's funny...kind of. my mom, Lo, has a similiar joke...</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">what did the blind man say to the people kicking it in front of the fish store?</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">hello lay-days!!!</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">okay all that aside. i'm so friggin' tired of vaginas-smell-like-fish-taco jokes. vaginas smell like all sorts of things, roast beef sandwiches, daiseys, vinegar and water. mine is scented like the last day of spring, aka summer's eve.</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i'm over these jokes! how can women, all of us, all over the world, how can all of our areas smell exactly the same. it's pure b.s.</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i mean, i have been in the presence of balls that smell like all sorts of things: burnt tires, sweaty gym shoes and my all time favorite, plums. let's stop perpetuating the vagina-fish jokes, and decide what most balls smell like. then we'll overload the galaxy with "men's-balls-smell-like-blank jokes, leaving men insecure with their not-so-fresh-feeling meat balls and once masculine hygiene products flood the market...we'll be somewhat even. somewhat...phew, i'm glad i got that out! </span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">What is your most treasured find from a thrift store?</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">a burgundy, light greyish green and black homemade crocheted poncho; seen as ugly to most on-lookers, (otherwise known as HATERS!) i love this thing, with all my heart. I found this gem at the 'bins' thrift warehouse in portland. it was soggy and wet, at the ass-bottom of a bin, kind of like a new born in a trash can, and as soon as i saw it, i knew i wanted it to call me mama forever, ever amen.
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<br /></span></p> sunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-68825025300278125642009-01-22T14:10:00.000-08:002009-03-14T17:39:34.051-07:00somebody just called me: Little Miss Knows Alot<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:times new roman;">So, Little Miss Knows Alot: If it's your first night a fight club, what do you have to do?</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >you have to friggin' fight. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" >i'm paraphrasing.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Do people really like walks on the beach? Always been my experience that its too windy.. Usually cold.. Sand in the shoes.. and you always seem too come home with a pocket full of shells that you never use for anything ( if you manage too remember them before they hit the washer)...</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >you are a shell snagger too. i think the concept of a walk on the beach is lovely. without the sand and wasted sea shells. with all that aside nothing puts everything in perspective like a walk on the beach. nothing clears my head like a few hours with ocean. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">why are people soo fake nowdays? my input... they try too be like everyone else.. but yet try too be unique... cant have both...</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >people are fake because being real is so hard. it's not so easy to just be yourself...when you don't know who you are. i think a lot of people haven't figured out their interiors...yet. it's simple to just fall in line, and act how you think people think you should. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >the hardest thing for me to do in my life besides realizing who i really am was to own it. own myself and just rock that despite whatever anyone thinks. and somehow i've been blessed enough to have people in my life who real get me and honor that value. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">what are chemtrails? and why do they spray them over populated areas?</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >chemtrails are bio-agents, toxic chemicals that are sprayed on us at high altitudes by big government...the purpose of why they spray us is undisclosed. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >here is my conspiracy theory: i think they (big governement) spray us, especially over populated areas, to keep us sick...the common cold, cancer, asthma, erectile dysfunction. we keep the medical industry booming through our illness, which keeps the economy going. so in some odd way they think they are helping us. meanwhile we don't know how or why we get sick.</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >also the chemtrails, are a visual banner of what they represent: they are powerful, we are powerless. controlling us by doing whatever they want, from above...and there is not a damn thing we can do about. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">where do you see the world in 20 years? my answer.... ask a kindergarten teacher...</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >right now the future is so uncertain, so i don't see much. i hope we have flying cars by then. we better fucking have them by then, or i will be totally be pissed. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >i'd like to see a euphoric world, somewhere in between burning man and a yogi style culture. i hope i can still get a burger. i want to see a free, om-like world, where we don't worship celebritites so hard. where peace and love is everyone's virtue. the world john lennon and yoko wanted. i hope the air is still good, i hope our earth is still green and spacious. i hope there is still hope. i hope. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Why are your lips so pretty and juicy?</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >thanks for the complement. appreciate it!!! i inherited them from my ma and pa. they both have some dynamite lip coolers as well. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >tip: when you are brushing your teeth, use your tooothbrush to gently exfoliate your lips. it makes them smooth, juicier and it gives them a darling, blushed, i-just-ate-a-cherry-popsicle look.</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Q1: Ever gone rock climbing?</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >no. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;">Q2: Ever been interested in rock climbing?</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >yes. very.</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" ><div>Seriously why do they make pot hole covers round? </div></span><div style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >not sure. i guess anyone can ease themselves into a round hole easier than a square hole or a triangle hole. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" >hopeisnowhere..............how did you just read that as?.......hope is nowhere or hope is now here!?</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >i read it as: hope is no where. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >i hope that doesn't mean i'm like a natural pessimist or something. honestly the glass is half full...sometimes.</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /><br />What designers clothes best fit your sense of style?<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >the thrift shop and american aparrel...sometimes i'll buy an occassional sweater at the gap or H & M...simple and vintage taste.</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br />What is the best prop/gum/pill/sex/etc that you can use to quote smoking? I am on about 10 days now, but I do take chantix I have not smoked. This is not a magical pill that makes you instantly not addicted...just helps. Lately, I have been exercising a lot (every day) to reduce the quitting stress. Anyway just wanted your experienced thoughts.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >I think sex, exercising and a fag (cigarette) journal are you best bets to kicking your happy. i also think weening yourself off is also a good route. that's how i quit years ago. i'd document in the journal how many fags i smoked, note my progress...get out all of my cravings thoughts out of my system out, one word at a time, one day at a time. i think you are taking the correct routes. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br />This is kind of an odd question but I seem so get weird responses from various females. Do women not like anal sex, or does it depend on the size of the penis being used? The signals are mixed. The ones who claim they would never try it seem to be the most against it. I guess I do not understand that. I just want a female's perspective on the issue.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >here is my perspective on anal. every woman is different. feel every woman with the concept if you guys have a trusting, open minded relationship, you should be able to try anything. the world is yours. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >size matters especially. for anal...ironically the smaller the better. lots of lube is important, but not as important as the trust of the people doing the analizing. (get it? like analyzing but...okay whatever...) most women won't say they do it...there is like a big fat slut-stigma attached to enjoying it, even if you only get it up the butt every other leap year.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">LOVE!!!</span> </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="border-left: 1px solid rgb(204, 204, 204); margin: 0pt 0pt 0pt 0.8ex; padding-left: 1ex;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(80, 0, 80);font-size:180%;" ></span></blockquote>sunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-3109643073211311722009-01-20T15:31:00.000-08:002009-03-14T17:49:48.994-07:00obama and vaginal fitness are next to godliness...there i said it. you knew that already though.<meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">What is the man's name who is known for ending the civil war ?</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">The war ended when Generals Robert E. Lee and Ulysses S. Grant signed their surrender terms. Two men ended the war...</span></span></span></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Wrong !!! After the signing of that surrender, Ulysses S. Grant asked 1 of his officers to go out of the tent and order the cease fire. Maj Macron from Paterson NJ was that person, and is credited for being the man that ended the civil war. </span></span> </p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">damn, i did not know that. thanks for the info...oh and for making me feel stupid. ;) thanks for that too. did you have to say 'wrong' with three exclamation marks? did ya?</span></span><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">i'm not offended by either of these things...i am just as bummed as the dude is. for him and not myself. if a guy is a minute man in the sac i pat my punanny on the back, i know my kegels, my coochie crunches are working, and my nana is doing it's job. fellas who can't get it up...i just empathize with them. i have no idea what that's like, to be excited and have your body not respond the way it should must really suck...and the dick frustration that must come with the masculine self doubt must be agonizing.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br />my ears are pierced. i'm unsure if that counts as 1 or 2. my nose is also pierced. i have 2 tatts... mos def, i want more. you hear that mos def, (i think you are hot) and i want more!!!</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">ever have sex with a famous person?</span>
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">besides the hand of my future self.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">no.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">i've had my share of fun time...with band members in bands you don't know or care about. i've had a pretty hefty share of star sighting and meetings. i met dave chapelle in SF, i've hugged and exchanged numbers with godfrey, i've been on the maroon 5 tour bus, my good friend is buds with mickey. let's see...i've flirted with del the funky homosapien, tevin campbell signed a poster i had of him in seventh grade that some ass-bitch stole from my locker...i'm sure there are more...i hope there are more.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">i've had my fair share of these...i'm going to sort of plead the fifth and say a few...ah college...those were the days you could have three-way and go to a statistics class. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">okay. again i would not be offended. honesty is the best policy, right? a part of me would be honored to be dating someone so open minded...a part of me would be afraid that he would succumb to another's guy's weiner at any time...that he'd have a weakness for the nice sausage that a handsome fellow would have to offer. the guy i'm dating and me, would have this mutual weakness or something. and i don't know why...but this question has given me a visual of me and one of my boyfriends literally fighting for cock. competing for the attention of dudes, which doesn't seem like a favorable place to be in any relationship. for some reason, being in this sort of relationship is unsettling to me at this point in my life. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">i've dated bi-sexual men before...and oddly enough, as free as i claim to be and as open minded as i am their freedom struck a few ounces of fear in me. vagina is usually the sacred taste of the men i date, and if they needed to suck a dick every lunar month, i'm not sure if i could be 100 % down with that...I truly want to say it's the infidelity i have a problem with...my boyfriend, cheating and then admitting it to me. but i'm sure our mutual attraction for wiener would bother me some too. i'm just being honest. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">however, let's say i have a bi-sexual guy friend who is guilty of dating someone and cheating on them by sucking d with his spare time, i would want to hear every delicious detail...that's just who i am. your question has me torn...i may have to come back to it, or wait until it happens to me again to really have a terriffic answer for you.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><b>
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<br /></b></span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Explain to me what women want because i am struggling out here. women say they want these things so...why am I alone? By the way I am a 41 year old, attractive man, who is loving and caring.</span>
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">i know it's hard out here.
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<br />all i know is what i want... a pleasant odd duck, somebody kind of attractive, taller than me, nice, caring, creative, intellectual, loving, understanding, openminded, hard working in their own way...
<br />that's all i can think of right now.
<br />hang in there and be honest to yourself about what you are, who you are and what you want, and keep the faith...i'm sure you'll find what you are looking for...
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<br /></p> sunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-49276737204192703752009-01-16T21:53:00.000-08:002009-03-14T19:04:21.878-07:00to each their own<span style="border-collapse: collapse;font-family:Times;font-size:180%;" >I'm a 29 year old attractive, intelligent, musician with a curiousity about playing in diapers. It sounds strange, but hey, everything is and life is too short to start getting hung up about things. So, I've decided that it would be nice to meet a girl who likes to listen to music, look at all the pretty things in the world, run around on adventures, and have some diaper fun. I figure that there must be someone out there who is actually cool and has an interest in diapers. I guess my question is - Do you think I'll be successful in this endeavor? and what do you think are my best avenues for success? random pick-ups? internet?</span><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" ><br /></span><div style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="border-collapse: collapse;font-size:180%;" >thanks.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >too each their own. and i'm sure in this beautiful world a gal like that does exist...i think the internet is your best bet, check out the craigslist, casual encounters department. you maybe pleasantly surprised. perhaps, a pick up at a sex club would be a good place too, a place where there are an abundance of sexually open minded people around, a place where you can come out and be honest about your curiousty. try casbar, it's a sex club in brooklyn. i would check that place out. good luck out there and be safe.</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br />Do girls like the way silky pantyhose feel on their legs. I have always been drawn to a women's sexy legs in a pair of silky pantyhose. I love to pamper silky feet, do you or women in general like to get foot massages?<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >a friend of mine hated feet. she hated her own feet being touched or rubbed by anyone's hands that weren't hers. she is the only woman i know who is like this. so...yeah, i'm gonna go out on a limb here and say, i think most women enjoy foot massages. the one's who don't probably enjoy some other type of massage. PANTYHOSE ROCK. they do wonders for legs, and hips and tummy pooches. just thought i'd give them a shot out. i don't wear them as much anymore...i should though.</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br />Aren't we more bottled up the older we get?</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><img goomoji="360" style="margin: 0pt 0.2ex; vertical-align: middle;" src="http://mail.google.com/mail/e/360" /><br /><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >i agree...i feel that i am getting more introverted the older i get...and it's become like a duty of mine to make sure i stay in tune with what is sexy so i won't fall behind the times. what i'd really like to do is care less about everything the older i get...this is my goal. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /></span><div><span style="font-size:180%;">Does a woman know within less then five minutes of meeting a guy know that she's gonna fuck him?<br /><br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">yes. sometimes. in my case, i'm attracted to a guy, but i have no idea he is into me until we are kissing or something, but right off the bat i know if a guy is boneable. oh, and then once every blue moon there are the men that i am not-so-attracted to that become boneable over time, close friends, a roommate, a frumpy dumpy co-worker with dope tatts, the guy at Starbucks who knows how to make my latte, and then wa-la, i want to bone him too...once in a blue moon though.</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:180%;">Thanks for the insight & advise to my problems, on the questions I asked you last week. It was refreshing hearing such a straight point of view from a total stranger.</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Whats your bra size? height? weight? wildest sex experience?if you were dating somebody and they made racially derogatory or sexually derogatory remarks on a regular basis,would you continue seeing them?</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >36d. 5'6 and a half. 1*5. my goal weight is actually 1*5. throwing pudding on people that were getting it on at a dinner ecstasy party i went to. no, i could not be down with somebody who made derogatory remarks on a regular basis. i don't care if they were sexual or racial. ok, maybe i would if the guy was really hot and everything in our relationship was really terrific and the derogatory remarks were funny. He'd have to be one funny motherfucker though, like Richard Pryor funny...</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" > okay maybe i wouldn't. i'm not sure now. </span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" > i did, date a guy who wanted to yell "black pussy" every time we boned, he was white of course, and was just really excited, which he should have been, to get it in, but nevertheless, this fella had like sexual turiotz syndrome or something. anyways, i tolerated this because i knew he meant me no real harm...and everything else in relationship was fantastic in that time...and i knew in his heart that he wasn't really racist, he had bigoty tendencies that reared their ugly head from time to time, and that was all. and i knew he would be with me if he was really a racist bigot who wanted to sexualize me. besides, whenever i eat "chocolate cake," i say the words "chocolate cake" what does that make me... just an excited chocolate cake lover that's all...that's all...</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >i hope my rant helps in some odd way shape or form. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br />Q: When can our first date be over so I can kiss those amazing lips ?<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >so cool...i'm having a self conscious day, and a question like this...being sexualized by a stranger makes it all better. society has made me this way. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br />What makes the night so interesting?<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >the loss of light, blanketed restlessness, the possiblity of tomorrow.</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br />I know my story. I want to know the first time you cheated on your boyfriend. You knew it was wrong, but it was a fantasy come true.<br /><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >the first time i cheated on my boyfriend or on anyone, was in high school. found out my boyfriend was cheating on me with someone i had gone to camp with. fucken asshole. so his friend who had also fancied me at the time, who also had the best abs i had ever seen and was rocking the sensitive jock persona, stopped by my house. i didn't even know he knew where i lived, but there he was, knock, knock, knocking on heaven's door. i let him in. he was there to snitch on his buddy, told me all about my boyfriend cheating on me. he told me, "if you were my girl, I would never treat you like that....blah, blah, blah..." he consoled me as we watched a jim carrey movie and made out. i got dry humped with ace ventura: pet detective in the back ground. it felt wonderful. </span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >revenge. my first taste. </span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >dry humping and revenge, who knew they'd go so well together. </span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >and that was that...i was like thrust into womanhood through that betrayal. my boyfriend's betrayal, and dry humping. i ended up dumping my boyfriend, going with the friend...the friend was a jehovah's witness and wanted to take me to the hall with all of our spare time, and when he told me he couldn't come to my birthday party because he was witness and that i wore too much make up, (which i did) i was done. also he had an ass that was doughier than mine. how does that happen he had a wonderful body, a swimmer's physique with a doughy ass. </span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >ah...high school, can it be it was all so simple then. </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br />Q: How do you make a tuna salad sandwich most memorable?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">dried or fresh cranberries. </span><br /><br /><br />Do you have both eyes? ;)<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">yes, i most certainly do. </span></span><br /><br />What is the most beautiful thing you saw or heard today?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i listened to pharoah's dance today by miles davis. that song...that song, it moves me so much...i feel like that if my brain or soul were audible it would sound like...it would be that song. also my nephew who just turned six told me he missed, loved me, and grabbed my face and kissed me and asked me to play army men with him. all so randomnly beautiful. </span><br /><br />So here's my question: tell me if I'm just a strange guy, a huge asshole or just dumb. People think that I'm an asshole because I moved from Amsterdamn to NYC without having a job and leaving my girlfriend and family behind me. Why ? Yeah, there's no specific reason. I was just bored, in need of some change. So now that I have a job I miss having a girfriend, but hey , I cannot go back without having a job. Economy is so bad. I'm so stupid. Thanks for reading.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">no, thank you for reading. i don't think you are dumb, or strange, but i do think you are a huge asshole. just kidding. i know what it's like to need a change, at the end of the day only you know what is best for you. you left there, leaving your family, your girl, and everything familiar behind for a reason, you've made this leap for a reason. so, even though you feel foolish now...just give it some time.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i also notice you said you "miss[ed] having a girlfriend", not "i miss my girlfriend."</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">which says alot...you can always find another one of those...so go out and explore this fine city you leapt too so blindly...enjoy your findings!</span><br /></span> <span style="border-collapse: collapse;font-size:180%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-size:180%;"> Have you ever been in madly in love in a long term relationship?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">yes. yes. the things i am most ashamed of have been done in the name of love. sadly, joyfully in the name of love. </span><br /></span><span style="border-collapse: collapse;font-size:180%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-size:180%;">sunday Q: favorite movie?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">taxi driver.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i love sensible senseless violence, nothing beats that in a movie. and robert deniro is my first man crush, just saw for the first time in a long time recently. </span><br /><br />my life in general sucks..watta u make of it?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i'm sorry you feel this way. i've totally been there. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">life is what you make of it. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> as my great aunt used to say whenever any of us felt down...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> "go outside and let the wind blow on you."</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> do this, chill around the city and reflect and see if that helps.</span><br /><br /></span> <p><span style="font-size:180%;">Q: Can a guy and a girl really just be friends?</span></p><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">yes...if they are both really done with the relationship and content in their current lives. sometimes couples, even when they are done, they have unfinished business, which will always remain unfinished. and you can't put a band aid on chemistry, you either have it or you don't, somtimes it fizzles sometimes it won't. poet and didn't even know it. damn.</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><br /><br /></span>Q: When do you stop trying to go to sleep and just go for pancakes?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">just before the sun comes up... </span><br /><br /><br />Q: Do you know what cop stands for?<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"> </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i don't know...community of practice?</span><br /><br /></span> <div style=";font-family:times new roman,new york,times,serif;font-size:12pt;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Why do people need other people?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">we just do boo....</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">we just do!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">don't fight it. </span><br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" >I wish you were true . I wish you exist . I wish you want to marry . I wish you want to have family, babies <span> </span>and spent time with me and them every day , every night .<span> </span>I wish you were here , part of this dream world where I wait for you every day . I wish life was so easy that I will just find you one day , I wish every tears I dropped in waiting was not lost in the end , I wish every every breath that I take was in your memory , I wish you were part of my life, so that I spend my life trying to prove to you that you <span> </span>deserve all the happiness the world has to offer , I wish , I wish , I wish . </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Q--I guess what I want to ask you about is what do African-American women see when they look at an Irish-American like me? I mean, I get this feeling like I'm invisible--I can never elicit a look or a smile let alone an exchange or a conversation because of some huge cultural gap.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">We are thinking "ah, how cute, an irish-american dude is staring at me." we, the blacks, the african americans, the brownies, the carmels, or whatever, are a very forward people, we respond to forwardness go up to one of those ladies and try just striking up a convo. i assure you the reason the other ones who aren't responding are not the right gals for you anyway...keep trying. it's not like there are some set cultural gap between the races...i'm sure not every irish american girl you look at is throwing her panties at you. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">keeping trying with the AA ladies...i assure you'll find one who will want to be on your team. </span><br /><br />what's the first rule of <span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1232187210_0">fight club</span>?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">you do not talk about fight club.</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">LOVE!!!</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><br /><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><br /></span><br /></span></div>sunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-45141130196941755302009-01-13T23:00:00.000-08:002009-03-14T17:57:24.801-07:00really? that's your q? really? mama like.<meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-weight: normal;"><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_0"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_1"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_2"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_3"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_4"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_5"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_6"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_7"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_8"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_9"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_10"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_11"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_12"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_13"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_14"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_15"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_16"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_17"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_18"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_19"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_20"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_21"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_22"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_23"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_24"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_25"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_26"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_27"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_28"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_29"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_30"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_31"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_32"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_33"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_34"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_35"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_36"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_37"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_38"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_39"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_40"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_41"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_42"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_43"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_44"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_45"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_46"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_47"></a><a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" name="SPELLING_ERROR_48"></a> <span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="font-size:180%;">hi sunday q, long time listener, first time caller. ok-okay. i'm a single white male/38 firstoff. if you met a guy that you totally dug, had chemistry with, was attracted to etc., would you be grossed out if he wanted to do something odd like smell your feet or would you be okay with it providing you already were into him?</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">love your question...yes i would...i have very ticklish feet though so it wouldn't be very easy. i think if you are into a person and it's mutual and you feel safe expressing yourself, experimenting should be the norm with them.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">i hated mustard with all might when i was younger, thought i'd</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">hated. i had a hunch</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">i'd loathe the stuff. than i tried it...turns out i friggin' love the stuff. mustard, smelling feet what's the diff. you'll never know what you'll love until you try it. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">my girlfriend of 6 years ..broke up with me and went out with a much older sugar daddy guy who isn't even divorced yet...drives a sports car and eats viagra...she wants to be friends still ...i find it disgusting...we are both 38 ..he is 49...should i be friends ..to me this is pure selfishness ...i bent over backwards for this girl and got ..blown away...by this..any comments..</span>
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">your ex-girl is a gold digging douche, how dare her have the balls to ask to be friends after she makes a fucking mockery of your relationship. that's why she's a douche. i assume with the gold digging she is just trying to do her right now. but to each their own. i'm sorry. sounds like you are still hurting from this. we've all been hurt. don't stay to guarded with the next lay-day you meet...we all aren't as douchy as she was. to you. there are some real gems out there. keep looking.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Here's a friggin question...Are those your lips in the pic? What is your best feature..lips..butt..boobs?</span>
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">those are my lips. i'm down with all those nooks and crannies on myself...well...i'm gonna say it's a three way tie. wait, no, a five way tie...my brain is pretty cool, oh, and my heart is pretty fantastic. wait a six way tie. my forearms are fabulous.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">sunday my love, have you ever had a g-spot outer body experience before?</span>
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">who hasn't. actually i haven't. great, now i need one.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">what was your first kiss like and what was his (her) name?</span>
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">my hand. (who i also my virginity to...little slut) i evolved to my sister's groucho marx dummy, then my glow worm, anything with a big plastic head was fair game back in the day.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">first kiss. lovely, sweet question. taking me a minute to remember the damn thing, and the damn person. soccer field of my high school. late bloomer. sophmore year. chad. i remember asking jesus for help, "...please cure world hunger, bless everyone, and let me make out with a boy before i die...please let him scorching hot...and make my boobs bigger...." went on a after school walk with chad, made it to the soccer field and mo-ah, got smooched unexpectedly...ended with a two second boob grab. two for one special that day. i think he denied the whole thing or something later on. ASS! </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">wait...chad is that you?</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">What is the meaning of life? Do you know where my car keys are?</span>
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">the meaning of life is 42. (hitchhiker's guide reference.) love is the meaning of life. loving people. loving things. loving what you do. overcoming anything you hate with love. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">your car keys are on top of the fridge or underneath the damn thing. try sweeping your house 1 cubic feet at a time. and check the lamest areas. laundry baskets. seat cushions, cabinets. i once found mine in the freezer.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">so how do you feel about slightly younger white guys that love your post?</span>
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">wow...my favorite type of slightly younger white guy are ones that are into my post.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">wait how young? </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Women love my juice</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">They fall in love rather fast with me</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I still live with my folks because I'm a good son</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Few women in the past told me I can get any women I wanted because of my physical appearence</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I've rented women for the past 15 yrs</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I've had over 1000 beautiful girls</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I'm a thinker</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Ex painter</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I think marriage is a crazy thing</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I like Blondes</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I've had international girlfriends</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Women are my pets and toys</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I want to love someone</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Patience is virtue I know now</span>
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">hmmm. okay. what do you mean you've rented women for 15 years? nevermind...i think that's an amazing term for dating...if that's what you meant. i'm totally snagging that term from you. also, i'm glad people like your juice. i make some dynamite juice too.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Why are people more interested in sex as they get older?</span>
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">we get less and less of the stuff the older we get. it's natural to be more interested in activities or things you don't get all the time. like me and my obsession with fries or midget hugs. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">are you faithful?</span>
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<br />yes...until a dude tries to hurt me, then the unfaithful light begins blinking. so i usually end the relationship, (which means changing someones name in my phone to : don't answer, asshole psycho,) as soon as things turn sour. i'm not down with wasting my time or anyone else's.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">My body is absolutely killing me. I have been wrestling everyday, neglecting other areas of my life. I'm not sure where its going to take me, but its the place I feel most like myself. Should I stop and become regular and sensible (Normal job like everyone else), or should I keep doing what makes me happy?</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Thank you.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Oh yes, sexy pic if its you.</span>
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">thanks!!!! i think you should do what makes you happy...if you feel at home in the ring and that's where your heart is i say pursue it with everything. you only live once and could be gone tomorrow. but remember one thing, you have to eat and prepare for your future, everything, everything, everything is so uncertain right now...so do your thing in the ring and get a part time gig to support yourself and you should be fine. your happiness is the most important thing in your life. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Have you ever cheated? If so, did you consider it "ok"? Why?</span>
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">i have cheated....only in sour relationships that were pretty much ending. that's my reasoning. it wasn't okay and i really should have ended things before i strayed, but sometimes you just meet people and that click...that click you have that chemistry is too much to turn down in the moment. i know you can always say no, and i, i do hold out as long as i can before swaying...and cheating. when i'm happy in a relationship though, there is nothing in this whole world that could make me cheat...except Kanye West or Luke Wilson or somebody. and if either of them are reading: i would never cheat on you baby. (sunday q disclaimer: unless you cheated on me first.)</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">What was the last movie you saw, book that you read? Were they good or bad, and why. When was the last time you were at a gallery or museum?</span>
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">last movie i saw was </span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><i>southland</i></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><i>tales</i></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">...it sucked in an awesome way. SNL cast members were peppered in every scene, and it was a tragically light film. it was on on-demand. last book i read, </span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><i>adam and eve</i></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"> by mark twain. delightful book. who knew Twain could write so lovely without the n-word scattered over every page. i'm trying to read random b-side classics right now. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">the last time i went to a gallery was on monday, for inspiration on my sketching and painting. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I was wondering, I missed my ex-girlfriend through the holidays, and we broke up over a year ago. She was bad news, should I call her?</span>
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">there is nothing wrong with calling an ex and telling them you are thinking about them, telling them they are heavy on your heart....perhaps she feels the same way you feel right now...or maybe she needs to hear that someone out there misses her and cares for her. we all need to hear that we've been missed, or say that we are missing someone. if you feel if-y about it send a text. a 'i miss ya' text never hurt nobody. but if she was really bad news you may just want to keep your strength by keeping that distance.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I can never seem to talk to women it's like my mind is just shooting fucking blanks. Never had a girlfriend never even have never made out with a girl I liked. As a fat guy… women liked me, but not that way. Virgin until 18...but I never learned how to meet women. Even now with a normal weight and being described as "cute" I am still having trouble but I don't know man. That's why I couldn't tell the difference between messages. Basically I'm starting from scratch, have the emotional debt of a 14y/o.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Because I have never had a girlfriend and really just cant deal with just picking up random ass women, I have very little interactions with women in a relationship type way. So when I find one who I think I can be friends with even, who likes me… I don't know. I loose the ability to really talk to them and then, and then I concentrate so much on being careful, I forget to trust my instincts (2), be my self, (3) and "keep the pussy off the pedestal"- Chris Rock</span>
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">dating and meeting people sucks ass for everyone. it's not easy to anybody that shit is suppose to be hard. that's a fact!</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">in a lot of ways i am starting from scratch too. it's hard to be back out there and learn how to talk to people and hit on them, and come up with playful, witty comebacks and shit. i say fuck all that. i think you should just relax yourself into the dating scene. go out...check scenes out you like and be yourself. watch people, watch women, watch men, watch the way they interact, what they are saying, what works. get a drink, sit back in the cut confidentially, and just take notes for a while, get use to yourself in those type of 'meeting lay-day' settings. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">although, let me say you can meet women anywhere...they enjoy stores, yoga-lates classes, freeways, and coffee houses. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">all of this being said, at some point you are going to have to leap out of the nest and meet people, women you are actually interested in not some random bitches you barely like...they aren't going to cut it for you anyhow. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">you got to love yourself before you can love someone else. and self love for people like you and i takes a minute to conquer and develop.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">oh yeah, stop saying "i don't know," you can totally do this. also, we are all dorks, nobody says the perfect thing all the time, so don't beat up on yourself if you are saying the wrong thing because, one day you'll come across the right person where even the wrong thing will be the right thing.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">so in conclusion: love yourself, you can do this, you only live once, people in haiti are eating dirt for sustenance, so you could totally have it alot worse, own yourself...and when the time is right, with a little patience and practice, you'll meet who you are destined to meet as soon as you jump out of your comfort zone and start getting comfortable with yourself. phew!</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">one last thing: some pussy should be on a pedestal, like mine for example...</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">hope this helps you. LOVE!!!</span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">A bit about me. White male, 32, fit, loyal and unattached. I am horrible at reading woman's interest in me, which I am sure that is why I am unattached but that will be a question for another day.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I have a younger attached female friend that I used to work with. We have stayed in touch over the phone, she calls several times a day. I recently went on a couple of dates with a woman I met and mentioned to my friend this. Her comment caught me off guard, it was something to the effect of how this girl was coming between her and I. So, as I said earlier I at times lack the ability to read a woman's interest in me. Are all her calls to me, asking me to stop by her new job to say hello, complaints about her current BF and this recent comment her way of saying she would like to be more than friends or am I an idiot.</span>
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">bottom line is this: she's using you in some weird way and you should not be tolerating this. you are so wrapped in her life, somehow you have forgotten about yours, which is obviously important to you.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">i am a lot like you. i have been this person to a lot of people, always lending an ear, always being there, while my needs are usually and steadily on the back burner. not anymore though. you may never have your needs met in your life if you are catering to the selfish. so please stop it. take a step back and deal with yourself for a while. you can't go wrong with that.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">unless you want this young lady...then you need to turn the tables on her tell her to dump her current old man, and demand that she seriously entertain the thought of you being her fella. if she says no, she's not down with this...then take your step back and do you, for lack of better words. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">i have a lot of male friends. i usually don't know that a guy likes me until i'm making out with him. i used to hate this quality about myself not being able to read fellas. but now i see it's endearing, it forces men to force me out of friendship mode and push my booty, deep, deep into romance-ville.if you start out being friends with someone and it becomes romantic there could be nothing more fresh and spectacular than that. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Hello,I have recently separated from an engagement with an incredibly hot Italian babe who I was with for the last 5 years and knocked up 4 years ago. Her dysfunctional family and loud mouth fat twat adult daughter was the main reason I could not stay. The daughter moved into my girlfriends house with her Bi - girlfriend, kids and pets for just a short time that turned into 18 months with no end in sight. Try as I might I could not keep quiet when they screamed, cursed at, used, and abused my girlfriend. Another so called "man" also came into the picture who promised to accept the package deal and give her everything she ever dreamed of. Now I am distraught, doing dangerous things, and banging almost every hot Italian babe I meet in some twisted attempt to find the love I lost. I'm afraid that since I was hurt in the last relationship that I may now be hurting innocent girls by inflicting my pain on them. I should probably be alone and regroup for a while but miss sharing the limitless passion, constant fun, best friend, confident, smokin hot ass, fantasy sex, and huge rack next to me all night long. The only good thing that came out of this fiasco was that women now sense my pain and the lost love in me. Two have actually become weak at the knees when being touched after hearing my story and of the sincere beauty I saw in their eyes. Also, I lost 36 lbs. and gained muscle in the right places with my 18 week " grief diet and angry friggin workout program."I'm not sure what I'm doing anymore and life seems to be spinning out of control. I'm tired of this pain and occasionally feel like either eating or feeding a bullet to someone. Therapy helps & the answers are pretty clear but knowing them and using them are two different things. I feel guilty every time I look into the eyes of the new exquisite girlfriends eyes knowing that my heart is totally somewhere else. I seem to be mind fucked either way, regardless of what I do. Any advice from someone as worldly as you appear to be would be a great help but if you dont have time to reply to my petty crap then I thank you anyway for letting me get it out and for listening. Thanks again!!!</span>
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">my, my, my, my, my....we all heal in our own ways. in my case, dude binges are normal. in your case smokin hot ass babe binges are okay as well. try and be as honest as you can pre-ass with these ladies. they'll respect you more and at least have the opportunity to bail if they like. you know, before you get in there and wreck them through their no-no's: you know, they'll feel bad because they gave up the puntangy too easy, and as you are dumping them and off to the next girl, you maybe forcing your last humpees into therapy as well. tell these women how you need sex now, and how despite you being hurt you are just trying to make sense of your life right now. you don't want anything serious, because you are still longing for your last lay-day. you'll be surprised by how many women are okay with that as long as you are being honest. being honest will humanize you, and really it'll humanize them to you. these are women, with grandmothers, women who eat and poop, and hurt just like you, depsite their smokin' hot ass babe exteriors. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">be careful out there...wrap your penis up in something. please wrap it in some thing, a bean bag chair, a mama cass ham sandwich, a condom-ent, you never know which one of these babes is a skankbox or diseased. and you don't want to add a three letter virus to your list of woes. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">believe it or not you are grieving right now. nobody grieves the same. some people eat a whole turkey or go on codine binges, others bang their sorrows away. i say stick with therapy, and invite something positive in your life, like a puppy or a new hobby, and remember not all women are like the last one that screwed you over. your ex did what was best for her and now it's your turn... you got to do best what's for you. it may not be apparent right now, meditate on it, write out where you want to be and where you went wrong and it'll come to you. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">
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<br /></p> sunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-28263451774140811972009-01-13T22:26:00.000-08:002009-03-14T14:37:14.192-07:00juicy a's for racial q's<span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;" >Ms, Q.T., I'm a single white girl who's got it going on and so does my intelligent, corporate black boyfriend. My mom is a upper class, older woman, from the Souff', kind of on the bigoty side, she has been known to refer to black men as negroids and black women as Keishas. My boyfriend obviously thinks that white people are cool, that's why he's banging one...me, yay me, and a few (dozen) others before me. Any tips on how I should introduce the boyfriend to mom? </span><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>will smith movies or television shows. that special episode of <em>blossom</em> he appeared on in '91, <em style="font-weight: normal;">enemy of the state</em>, <em style="font-weight: normal;">hitch</em>, <em style="font-weight: normal;">the pursuit of happyness</em> (which a lovely film a friend of mine was an extra in), <em style="font-weight: normal;">hancock</em><span style="font-weight: normal;">, </span><em style="font-weight: normal;">seven pounds</em>. don't care how you get her to watch him, just make it happen. rent them for her, buy them for her, (do a little rough justice) steal them from a bootlegger, watch them with her. flavor her ear with phrases like, 'isn't he smoking hot for a black guy' 'if i was going to date a black guy..." and crap like that.she doesn't live near you? do what i do, get her a subscription to netflix and pre-choose her movies.flavor her ear over the phone. i guarantee, mom'll fall for will, like we all have a hundred times over; man, women, child, dolphin, everyone of us can get a woody for willy. every one of us, even though he is rumored to be a scientologist, we either want to be him or be with him. at the very least we want to be his friend. his friend he tells all his initimate secrets too. and mom at the very least will be willing to give your new boyfriend a chance, as long as you shove will and maybe a few other successful nice, well spoken, black, male prototypes down her throat. obama. old dirty bastard. denzel. eddie murphy after he made <em>coming to america</em>. taye digs...who has perhaps been in your situation. nate king cole. ice-t. i know it will be hard, but try and block mom from all negative black male negative stereotypes: so make sure she steers clear of the news and whatever club music 14 years olds are listening to on the radio and i think you'll be able to meld all the pro-black visions you want to her mind. </strong></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>i don't know what it is about mr. willy but he has a squeaky clean attraction that appeals to the masses. a persona that touches all spectrums of race and class. he speaks well, which older white people seem to really respond well too. he's a snazzy dresser. he's charasmatic. he's fine, approachable, you know he doesn't carry a glock, which makes him so approachable, he's friendly in a unintimidating way...that is, until until you see his back in <em>i-robot</em>. then, you just want him to turn around and take you. okay, okay this is just me talking, however, it does lead me to an interesting point...the reason your mom is a bigot toward black men, I'm just saying this because of her use of the word 'Nigroid' is because of A: she secretly wants to pound a black dude, or B:she's afraid what people will think, you her daughter boning a choclate fella, her own ebony hunger...she's carrying all this 'cause she's friggin from some racist old school.and now it's your job...like it is the job of all kids who have narrow minded parents, kids like me, to show her how to color out of the lines her society set. </strong></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>A and B are the roots of old school racism. secretly wanting to pound who you are intimidated by. sexually. literally. figuratively. </strong></span></p><p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">anyhow you can help mom think differently, make mom watch what she needs to watch, let her cry her eyes out during the </span><em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">blossom</em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> episode, let her laugh hysterically during </span><em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">pursuit of happyness</em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> (especially when my friend is laughing at will and jaden's characters as he cruisers by in a fabulous caddy), let her sigh during </span><em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">hancock</em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">, let her swoon for him in </span><em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">seven pounds</em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">. she will fall in love with him. in love with him indeed. as long as you follow the formula and steer clear of the movie: six degrees of <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">separation, (which is one of my favorite movies all tim</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">e) </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">he plays a shady, wonderful, lying, grifting gay kid in that and we want her to think lovely black people thoughts not question them. so skip that one and skip </span><em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">wild wild west,</em><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> because it was lame and i think you'll be fine. show her</span> </span><em>six degrees when you want her to be a upper class bigot again. </em><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></strong></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>also, make sure you play that scene in <em>i-robot </em>over and over again, that shower scene i told you about, the shower scene, rewind it, and play it over again, work a little shock therapy in the old bag <em>clockwork orange</em> style, and i'm certain that after the 15th time she sees that glistening water shoot out of his powerful shower head sleek itself over his bronzed muscle braided back and booty...she'll want at least a smidgen of brown sugar in her spoiled creme. she'll be so overwhelmed from the lust in her own loins that she won't care what people think, she'll want you to get enough brown sugar for the both of you. which is what every mom wants anyway...her kids happiness. </strong></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>so tell your boyfriend to be himself but 'will' it up on the day of the mom meeting, get him looking all nerd 'chiq, think kanye in the <em>falls down </em>video. no bling if he is found of the stuff.and i'm sure they'll get along swell. </strong></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>substitutions: </strong></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>you could substitute denzel washington for will smith. </strong></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>if you have a white bigot dad and you want him to meet your black girlfriend: try using gabrielle union instead of will smith. i usually channel aisha tyler or kerri washington. </strong></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>if you have a black bigot dad/mom and you want him to meet your white girlfriend/boyfriend: try making them watch a movie where there are white people being really nice to black people. like roots. or the rodney king beating video, a inter racial gang bang tape. or any episode of the<em> sarah silverman program</em> or<em> all in the family</em>. just kidding, show your black parents any tom hanks, julia roberts, brad pitt, steve martin, movie and i guarantee you they'll have no reason to have any ill will to your white girlfriend/boyfriend. </strong></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>p.s. your mom is totally a bigot, non bigots usually don't attach the word 'oid to their racial epitaphs.phew! that was a long ass answer</strong>. </span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">I'm a white bro. How come my black girlfriend doesn't let me touch her hair? She won't even let me touch the back of her head? help! </span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>she probably has a weave and doesn't want to deal with that awkward convo with you. or maybe, just maybe this isn't a black question at all. she might not want people touching her head in general. </strong></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>i used to date this guy who hated his belly button touched. that was his thing. touch his belly button, you might die, he might kill you. so guess what? i never touched the thing. no one ever did per his request.</strong></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>other random answers: she could have head trauma from something she's never told you about. a skiing trip, some sorority/fraternity hazing activity, a donkey punch space camp incident, maybe she has a patch of brillo pad rough hair on the crown of her scalp that she doesn't want you to comment about or touch, she could have a kimberly from <em>melrose place</em> scar kicking it under her hair. so i would just ask her why you can touch her head, if you haven't already and ask her if you can pet her some other alternate place that she is comfortable with. like her back, her shoulders. her hand, her elbow or her ego. </strong></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>tip: respect what someone wants, never go wrong. </strong></span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">How many white men have you gone out with?</span></p><p style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">a lot</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">. in the teens. maybe the early </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">twent</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">-...never mind. </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">a lot</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">.</span><br /></strong></span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">S.Q. I am mixed. How come I'm 1/2 black & still considered 100% black by society?</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>i think you should consider yourself mixed. don't forget what you are, your linkage, your family's history. embrace it all. screw what society thinks...society is usually wrong.</strong></span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Hi Sunday Q, how come black men don't like to go down on women? Been with my man 11 months, his head hasn't been below my waist since we got together. I've dated alot of black men and this is their usual deal. Any ideas to get him to go downtown? </span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>check your snatch...maybe it has that not so fresh feeling. just kidding...but make sure you are so fresh and clean down there, to the best of your ability.</strong></span> </p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>not all black men avoid going down on their ladies. just the one's you go out with. and the one's i go out with. try giving to receive. plant the seed by giving him more action down there. perhaps he isn't giving any because he isn't receiving any. if the dude is not giving you what you want especially something you need or feel you are missing out on, you should bail while you still have time.</strong></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>please entertain the idea that some men and women are only out for what they can get, and even if they are with the person of their dreams there is some crap they just don't want to do. and there's nothing you can do to change it. your dude might think going downtown is below him. literally he's right, unless he is vertically challenged or a midget or something, so you either learn to live without something you need or move on, depending on how important that need is to you. </strong></span> </p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>out of the black men i have dated, i've only been with one that enjoyed going to the area downtown, frequenting the shops and booty-tiques down there. and boy he was quite a fan, a few times i couldn't keep him out of there, i had to practically shoe the cat with a broom. so stay on the lookout, now that you have narrowed on something you want from a fella, it should be the hard to find.</strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Is there ever a appropriate time to say the n-word?</span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>no never. you do have my permission to say it silently to yourself only when you are rapping along to a rap song when there are no black people around. that's the only n-word pass i can give you. </strong></span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">In your humble opinion do you think black men really have bigger packages?</span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>no. these sorts of packages to me are always a surprise. color and stereotypes always deceive me in this realm of my life. each fella a cracker jack box? what will i get a big floppy surprise, a little cocktail wiener sized prize. will i get a stupid radical rub on tattoo, or balls so big i don't know which way is up, or a funky aroma so terrible it could have killed off the dinosaurs. </strong></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>i've been pleasantly surprised by all sorts of men who flew happily below the big package radar with hefty footlongs tucked happily in their dockers. an attractive scottish grad student who was going to stanford who turned out to be a cocky douche, the sweet faced the jewish lawyer-foodie i dated, who turned out to be a cocky douche, that chisled brainless biker who used to fix things for me around the apartment, also a cocky douche all of them packing horse cocks. </strong></span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>so, i'd say find yourself an attractive cocky douche and wa-la there's your bigger package; race completed unspecified.</strong></span> </p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Sunday q. how come black people have kinky hair and white people have straight hair? </span></p><p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">easy. when God was creating everbody and deciding what he wanted all the races to look like he had an angel personal assisting him that day. the angel personal assistant would ask G.O.D. questions.</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Angel Personal Assistant (A.P.A.): Okay big guy I have the white people hair what do you want me to do with it. How do you want it?</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">GOD:Silky, straight. (The A.P.A. did just that.) </span></p><p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">A.P.A.: How about indian people?</span></p><p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">GOD: Just like the white people, make sure it's thick and black though. (The A.P.A. did just that.) </span></p><p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:180%;">A.P.A.: What about Asian people? </span></p><p face="times new roman" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> </p><p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:180%;">(The A.P.A. did just that.)<br /></span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >LOVE!</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">!!</span><br /></span></p>sunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-28250809382130324982009-01-13T21:51:00.000-08:002009-03-14T19:03:10.760-07:00beauty is a state of mine<meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">I have terribly dry hair...anything you can suggest?</span></span></span></p> <p><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Olive oil. 1-2 teaspoons. massage it in. Your hair will want to absorb it like a sponge. let it. and the add more. </span></span></span></span></strong> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">I over plucked my brows? </span></span> </p> <p><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Use a eye brow pencil that is a little lighter than your original brow color, blend it in the arch you jacked up. Make sure they are even before lightly adding a light shimmer powder under neath them.you can do the same thing if you accidentally plucked a chunk out of your brow. </span></span></span></span></strong> </p> <p><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">tip: When in doubt always try and blend the mistake away. </span></span></span></span></strong> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Quick fix my pimple Misses.</span></span></p> <p><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">ooo. a demand, mama like. </span></span></span></span></strong> </p> <p><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">To extract a pimple and make that bi-a-tch come to a head: </span></span></span></span></strong> </p> <p><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">*Use the skin inside an egg to mask that sucker for half an hour. </span></span></span></span></strong> </p> <p><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">*Put a sliced potatoe on that mama jama for a minutes. </span></span></span></span></strong> </p> <p><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">*Crushed up an aspirin, and dab it on that monster. </span></span></span></span></strong> </p> <p><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Try an all natural (cheap) scrub made from lovely shozen in your cupboards and fridge:</span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">*make a scrub using your favorite face wash by adding cornmeal or sugar</span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">hope some of these remedies whip your mug into shape. </span></span></span></span></strong> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;">my boyfriend and I want to dress him up in drag for fun an frequent our favorite drag club. What should he wear? Make up tips? It's his first time dressing up in drag, we want him to look skanky. </span></span> </p> <p><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">congrats to you and your boyfriend on your super-free, open minded relationship. That being said, here are my skantastic tips for your man:</span></span></span></span></strong></p> <p><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Nothing say horror like a extremely short red dress with your man's balls hanging out. just kidding. i meant to spell horror, whore. so short red dress/skirt, preferably with sparkles on it, black lace panties or thong, of course, if you want to strap his sausage and dog balls down that is up to you, any size high-high 'i'll fuck the crap out of you' heels you can find to feet his big ol' feet, make sure the heels are high-high how else will he learn to walk in them if they aren't hard to walk in, blue-slut eyeshadow, black eyeliner, false lashes, too much pink blush, too much red lipstick...and a marilyn mole. oh and some sort of fake fur, or thrift shop, vintage fur...the fur will make him full worthy. oh and a clutch bag with an african mandingo dildo inside, you know just as a gag. get it? that was a joke. no drag costume is equipped with this, make sure he has make-up so he can re-apply in his clutch as well. </span></span></span></span></strong> </p> <p><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">hope you dress in drag too lady, a la kim basinger in 9 1/2 weeks: fake hitler 'stache, chaplin hat, groucho marx tux. have fun! </span></span></span></span></strong> </p> <p><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">tip: the couple that dresses in drag together stays together.</span></span></span></span></strong><strong><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"><span style="font-family:Times New Roman,serif;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
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<br /></p> sunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-46953669948785432842009-01-13T21:45:00.000-08:002010-03-01T23:12:34.729-08:00random somewhat juicy ass a's<meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">sunday q's got your back...now ask away boos.</span> </span> </p> <div style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" id="txtd_2252206" dir="ltr" > <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Can you be in love with two people at the same time? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">if you are lucky and unlucky enough to do so. i think i have the capacity to do it, i just don't have the heart to want to do it. it's fucking exhausting enough being with one person at a time.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Did you vote yay or nay on 8?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">hell to nay on that crap!!! let us marry who the heck we want under god and any other religious banner we want. this is america, isn't it? isn't it? as my mom Lo' put it, 'first them, then us.' let them take their rights, ours are next.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">What's your favorite food? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">curry or ice cream.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Sunday Q, what the hell do you want?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">success, extra change in my pocketbook, a handsome fellow i fancy to look after me, me to look after him, family and friends who 'get it', less of the bad, more of the good...</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">What are you doing tonight?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">a sandwich, a stiff drink...dancing, doing the twist at some club in LA, Underground, going to a club my friend is guest dj-ing at. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">what is the thing those luscious lips of yours enjoy the most?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">cooling soup. just kidding. a new tube of slighltly scented orange, light pink lip gloss tint. kissing someone they want a ton. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <div id="txtd_2289839" dir="ltr"> <p style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Sunday Q, I have a crush on a cute co-worker any suggestions to get him interested in me.</span> </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">find out if he drinks. establish a happy hour night at your work, a night that you and fellow co-workers get trashed together and talk crap about your boss and work. it used to be wednesdays or thursdays at my old jobs. anyways, create one, go to one. get him to go. invite him. get him tispy, get him toasty and go from there. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">if this fella doesn't drink than find out what he does do or what he is acutally into: smoking doobs, painting, kayaking, biking, karate, minus the bear, stock broking...learn what he is into and talk to him about it. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i used to have a crush on this dude i worked with Colin. Mmmmmm, this really tall lad, who had an english accent, nice teeth, and an affinity for v-neck sweaters and working late in the office. the happy hour night was already situated happily on thursdays, and i stayed late one evening sending silly kitten videos to my co-workers which is something i used to do quite a bit when i worked in corporate america. i was paid by the hour back then. anyway i strolled by his office on the way out, looking hot that day my little gray dress, stocking heels, feeling good about it, anywho, i told him about the happy hour night that was in progress. how it was a blast. how they 1/2 price margaritas, free chips and salsa. i told him your usual peer pressure mumbo jumbo. everyone cool is there, and you'll be cool too if you come. he told me he'd try to make it. 1.5 hours later he did. with his girlfriend marissa from our accounting department...knowing that all his cool co-workers were going to be there, he made that happy hour night his dating-marissa debut. yay! for them i got really wasted that night. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">How do you prefer to picked up by a guy? I have issues sometimes when it comes to picking up women. </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i prefer it when a dude respectfully and politely comes up to me and says something like, "hi. i think your mind blowing pretty, i don't want to kick myself later for not approaching you, nevertheless, my name *******, may i have your number, i'd like to get to know you, take you out to a movie, or a show, or a show or coffee or something."</span></span></strong></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">obviously, i like to go to shows so that's good way to get in with me.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">a nice salutation first. tell me you think i'm pretty, this way i know what you are after right away, and you don't end up in friendsville. then say something, that displays your wittiness and hunger for me. then find out if i like you back by asking for my number. get me excited by telling me all the places you'd like to take me, and by adding coffee as a activity we could do together you are telling me that you are truly interested in getting to know me, i have most of my intellectual conversations over coffee or tea, i'll think you're interested in my brains...even though you are probably not, nevertheless, i won't think that you only want poontang, even though you totally do, who doesn't?</span></span></strong></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">which is fine because that is the initial point of dating and marriage any way.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">so if a fella says any of the b.s. above to me and happens to be a decent, fun, handsome odd duck with success on his mind...then he'll probably end up with my number...or my myspace profile to say the least. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">you are putting yourself out there...but you can't meet people literally or figuratively unless your out there so do it. don't fear the rejection, let it roll off of you like water on a duck's back...</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Do ex girl friends ever think about ex boyfriends at all? Even if it the breakup has been quite awhile ago, say about 6 years ago?</span> </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">we all think about our ex's...some of us do a better job of hiding it than others. your ex-girlfriend has and will think about you for the rest of her life, or up until she get ambnesia or a lobotomy. or maybe she'll meet some incredible guy. he'll sweep her off her feet and she'll forget all about you...forget that you two existed. that most likely will never happen so...i really think you're good. she'll think about you. (ah-you make me wish my ex's are somewhere out there thinking about me.) </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Are you a shrink?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">gosh no.</span></span></strong></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">If a guy sucks a dick in the middle of the woods, and there's nobody around to hear or see it, is he a gay?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">well, he is mos def gay in that forest. especially that forest. that one in particular. at the very least forests give him the freedom to be sexually experiment, forest could possibly make him horney. and since he is in the forest this fellow sucks on whatever he can get in his mouth. being horny in forest is normal. i think it's some what natural, being in the woods has that effect on people...whatever. frick, i have been wanting to go camping for like...forever. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Favorite drink?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">non alcoholic: room temperature water. coca cola/egg nog when i haven't had it in awhile. fresh cool coconut milk. alcoholic: yummy cold beer. stella. arrogant bastard... </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">When you're all alone what really goes thru your mind...</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">everything...i'm a mad day dreamer....</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Do you swallow? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I have...sometimes...pretty sure everybody wants to avoid digesting this tapioca.</span></span></strong></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">What is the most important New Year's Resolution a person can make? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">the kind of resolution you can keep...something reachable, something you can exceed, something you can try and really give your all towards. my new years resolutions are: i want to be more involved in my community, and i want to read more, meditate more, walk, hike more, be less sensitive...</span></span></strong></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Are those lips as deliciously kissable as they look ?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">yes.</span></span></strong></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">would you be my future ex-wife?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">loved to...let me think about it...i don't want to be too rash. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Wow! You look very pretty from what I can see. Nice lips. I'm 30, single, 6 3". My question is easy. Would a girl like you be okay with a guy my size? I'm 6 1/2". Also, I'm uncircumsized. What do girls generally think of that?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">thanks love for the compliment! 6 1/2 inches is more than enough sausage for most people. a girl like me would be stoked to have that, as long as it's relatively pretty, it being relatively pretty is kind of a big deal for me...and sure, some of us like'em thick. the rest of us don't mind them thick. you're uncircumsized. so what? actually the first uncircumsized one i saw belonged to this handsome irish foriegn exchange student i went with for a minute, oh college, anyways i didn't mind his...i liked it...i can't speak for every woman. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Where are you ticklish?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">my armpits, of course, if done at the tempo and strength. my knees. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">What famous person do you look like? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">People tell me i look like all kinds of people, their daughters, their cousins, their ex-girls, kelis. rosario dawson. brandy. eve. funny. none of them look alike. it's a complement when this happens. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Do you think you qualified to be a loveline dr. ?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">hell yes. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Have you ever dated a black guy? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">hell yes. two. no. three. three. yes, I have dated a gaggle of black guys.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">If not, would you consider it?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">of do you like to be close and make your man feel cared course. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Do you like to be close and make your man feel cared for?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">yes...i do. it's hard to be close without appearing clingy. which is the last thing i want to be...but i am. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Do you enjoy a drink on occassion? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I prefer drinks for every occassion. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Do you have kids?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">no. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Do you enjoy talking about sex?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">yes it's fun. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Do enjoy kissing slow?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">yes. the nature of kissing should be a slow act. nothing slows down time better than a kiss. or a hug. XOXO</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">When are you coming over?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">not sure. don't know.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Are you psycho?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">no. sometimes...only with the good stuff.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Are you into Asian men?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">yes. i went on a date with one asian dude once. would do it again. they don't really ask me out though.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Santa Barbara?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">sorry. don't know what that means. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">whats up, my first question for you is, would you give an 18 year old male, such as myself the time of day?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">yes. wait. i'm not sure. okay, if i met a dime piece 18 year old, who had it all together, and there was a strong physical and mental chemisty, i would mos def give him the time of day. and then some. haven't met one since i was 19. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">So Ms. Q, one question I have is what does it mean when I'm trying to get to know a girl and having good convo and then she drops stuff in about how hot some guy is in to her? Or she feels is necessary to get into details about sex she had with some other guy? Or how big his cock is? I am a tall good looking white guy I dont display any gay tendencies why do girls do this? It has happened on many occasions and always makes me embarassed. What do you think? Oh, you look really hot by the way! I love black ladies!!</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">me too. black ladies are shweet. also me too. men do this to me too. i know why they do it. i do it. i do it when i'm insecure about a guy, when unsure if he is really feeling me or not. i'm test the fella, i'm like, "there's a dude at work who has a crush on me." i want the dude i'm dating to be jealous. but not too jealous, like beat the guy and slash his tires jealous. and we all know if a dude gets jealous he likes you. same for women. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i want the fella i'm dating to like me, i want him to say, "if i worked with you, i'd have a gigantic crush on you. i'd send you origami love notes in an uncreepy way charming way. i'd always let you have the dessert in my lunch." </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">she feels it necessary to tell you all the nitty gritty about her ex-sex-life because she wants you to desire her, lust for her...better than the other fella did...she wants you to exceed the other guy. i guess that's a clever way to put it. she talks about her ex's sausage size because...again...she wants you to be jealous. she's all, "this guy wants me, and i have had the best sex ever, he had a big one, he was into me, please be into me!" she talks to you about this crap...and i know, this maybe hard to believe, because she wants you. (i will assume for my own self-esteem that the men who did this to me, wanted me too. wanted me real bad.) she sexualizes herself before you because she wants you to want her. she wants you to see how powerful her sex-essence is. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">the next time a girl dives in with this jive talk, give her some lame/good/fun compliment, like the origami one i gave you before. tell her how excited she makes you. how you'd out do her ex-men in the sac...or dare i say it, show her, show her your excitement, try to do out do the ex-man...embody the sexual prowl of wolverine. (think hugh jackman, yum!) you can do it love!</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Are you some sort of magic 8 ball?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">shake me and find out. ask again later.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">signs point to yes. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">you may rely on it.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">YOU DO HAVE CUTE LIPS...YOU GET AN A FOR THAT...ANYHOW...YOU BRING RUN-ON SENTENCES TO A WHOLE NEW LEVEL.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">thanks. i think. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">So anything can be asked? Do you know anything about cars? Mine is making a ticking sound…lol I’m kidding I don’t have any relationship problems .I cant have them cause I’m not in one lol… Are you some kind or Dr. Phil?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">yes, anything can be asked. i know a little bit about cars. if you hear the ticking sound as you are trying to start your car, it may be the battery. okay, that's about all i know about cars. you don't have to be a doctor to feel...and want to help. (i just bit seasame street, they have a doctor feel puppet character on there now, who is terrific!) </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Do you live in frisco or l.a.?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">omfg. i know you don't i? neither.sort of. currently i'm no where in particular planning that next jump.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">You are intriguing. Why do you want to answer questions? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">thanks. intriguing is good. i want to help...living in this world i come across so many people who are surrounded by people who feel alone or misunderstood, i have been one of these people, turning inward when i really needed a friend, a hand, a hug, looking down when i should have been looking up. silencing myself out of fear when i really should have been shouting, or reaching out at the very least. and all along all i needed was some one to say, "i get it, it's not that bad, me too..." </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i feel the need to be this person right now, this is me paying it forward...</span></span></strong></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Okay. How many lick does it take to get to the center of a tootsie pop? I never figured it out because I get bored and chew it up...lol.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">a one. a two-hoo. a thrrrreeee. crunch.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><em><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Q: Sunday Q, how come girls where skimpy provocative outfits and then complain when ugly guys hit on them? </span></span></em></span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">my A: women who wear skimpy clothing, do want attention, we do. i am one of these women from time to time. when i'm wearing the hot skimpy provocative stuff, the problem is i only want to be hit on by someone hot, especially when i'm dressed like this. i'm trying to feel sexy, i want to boost up my self-esteem and sometimes, most times excessive head turns from hotties will do that. boost ya' up, exactly what the doctor ordered. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">aggressive pervs? no, you don't want them to see you in your skimpy stuff, you don't want your mother to see you, and you certianly don't want any ugmos hitting on you every 15 seconds. basically, you want to appear more beautiful to the handsome gentlemen, to aggresive pervy ugmos, i'll be honest, you still want them to think you're hot...in silence, of course with their eyes closed. so you don't have to see them staring so hard. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">are those your real lips? do you like to travel? - adam</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">yes. yes.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">the air speed of a fully laden swallow?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">11 meters per second. 'sup know playa? just kidding.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">I love the woman I live with...like a sister. I had a lover to take care of me. Will I ever find another lover?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">of course you will. everyone has the potential to find a new lover. especially you.(because you practically had two at once. just kidding.) there's always enough time to change whatever you want you are doing or get whomever, or whatever you want as long as you start now. right now! </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">what is your favorite color? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">the deepest, darkest crimson red imaginable. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">What is the nature of Nietzsche's theory of eternal return, and how does it compare with hindu and buddhist theories of reincarnation, or of soul transmigration?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">not sure...eternal return is the physical rebirth of our entire universe.reincarnation and soul transmigration are spiritual rebirths. so i guess they compare because they are all some sort of rebirth. i don't know.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">What is the key of Beethoven's 7th?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I'm going to guess and say D or F. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">So you are bored as me so lets see what happens with this: Q. You said you wanted a "good looking old duck" who has achieved something in his life. Lol, when you say this it makes me think of that old rich duck from Duck Tales which brings me too the assumption that you just want someone rich and suave. My questions, how much truth was there in the last two sentences before this one? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i said, an odd duck. not an old duck. i am not a gold digger. i love scrooge mc duck. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Q. As In my first sentence in this message, I assumed you are as bored me. My question, are you at work or somewhere were you just felt like getting creative so created this post which I am responding to? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i'm bored. i'm a artist. i am a writer. and i want a boyfriend.</span></span></strong><strong><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">I'm not sure how many guys (or ladies) have responded to your post, but I'm 100% positive you have gotten some regarding... how shall I put this... "dirty" questions. My question is, what percentage of replies that you have gotten resulted in the just mentioned type of questions?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i would say half and half</span></span></strong><strong><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">.</span></span></strong></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">I hope you are not thinking I am some old creepy computer guy, so my question is, how old do you think I am? Just take a wild stab at it, as I haven't given you much material to make an accurate guess xD </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i think you are 42, no 38, 19...</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;">I can't put my finger on what type of work you do (or sound like you do), but I don't feel like straight up asking that. Its much more satisfying for me to guess that myself actually =D But for you, let me ask you another shot in the dark question, what career or type of work do you think I am doing?</span> </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i'm a writer, artist. i think you are a IT salesman, a carpenter, an alligator wrestler, i don't know...</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">cutie q, what nationality are you? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">black, american, created and sprouted on puerto rican soil. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">give me that A like you said you would.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">it's hard to give you an A without your lovely Q.</span></span></strong></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">What motivated you to do this? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">curious people like you and me. people who need help. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Am I allowed to have more than one Q?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">sure. go ahead. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Have you ever played with a friend that Questions game where you can only respond to each other in the form of a question?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i enjoy that game. it's been a while since I have played it. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Do you like those little cherry tomatoes on your salad?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">oh boy do i ever. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Do you know something I can do this New Years? I have no plans.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i'm having a few people over, you could do that. you can invite all your peeps over who don't have anything to do. you can meditate on your new year wishes as the clock hits 12:00. you could always walk the streets at midnight, if you live in a nice neihborhood. that's always fun. you can put on your favorite song and do the twist in your socks.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Was it you that cheated on someone, or someone you know?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i've cheated on somebody before, i hate to say it. the relationship i was in was sucking, and i went out with one of my girlfriends, i was her wing man and i ended up meeting someone that night...accidentally. both relationships ended shortly after that. and yes, i do know people that have cheated.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">What film have i seen the most? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">taxi driver. do the right thing. go. pulp fiction. and i think i watched 'the craft' in college way too many times...</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">What is the meaning of life?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">happiness. your life itself.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">How do I Chianti out of a white t-shirt? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">use peroxide. dab it on. (check out more of these kinds of q's and a's at my booty, i mean my beauty blog. it's on this page somewhere. THANKS!!! Love!!!)</span></span></strong></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Can someone still be friends with someone you broke up with?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i think it's possible to still be friends with someone you broke up with. i've done it. my ex-husband really messed me up when we broke up, and for years i pretended he was dead, to cope with his disappearance in my life. then one day he came to visit me, apologized for everything wrong he did, which forced me in turn to apologize about the things i did wrong, and then wa-la we friends like nothing ever happened. i think it depends on the people breaking up, how you broke up, and your ability to let relationships evolve. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Nice lips...what can you do with those lips?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">lots of things. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">What is your favorite thing in the world?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i'm doing it right now. painting an idea i'm in love with. a hug from someone who really missed you. humor. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">What's your favorite place? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i always find myself in kitchens. golden gate park. a hot tub of some sort. the ocean...by far the ocean, the beach... </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Are you scared to grow old?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">no. most of the elders in my family look really young for their ages. i bet that's why. i am terrified about getting that wrinkly turkey neck i'm going to get when i'm 80 though. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">favorite band?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">pj harvey band. iimi hendrix experience. beatles. joy division. interpol. the roots...</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Whats the difference between an African swallow and a European swallow?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">their wing tales or something. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Got kids? I have one.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">no. not that i know of. would like to have some...i think one day. don't mind if you have one. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Do you like dark, handsome, strong, muscular, beautifully endowed Italian men?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">who friggin doesn't love a beautifully endowed man? who?</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">What are next weeks lucky lotto numbers?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I don't know...but a 2 will be involved. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Why are most women materialistic?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">because we are brainwashed by society in to thinking that materials thing make us happy. men are materialistic too dude. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Why do nice guy's finish last? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">because they are so busy being nice they forget that they are in the race. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Why do assholes always get the pretty girls?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i never met a asshole that wasn't good in the sac. enough said. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Why does a pretty girl never give a normal guy the time of day?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">we do. i do. well...i have never met a normal guy who wanted to give me the time of day. there's nothing more boring than normalcy. maybe you should stop being normal. stop it!</span></span></strong></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Why is a man judge by what he wears?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">we are all judged by what we wear. get used to it. or stop caring about what you wear, that way you could care less about who's judging you. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Most guys I know that have nice things really have nothing?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">not a question, but i agree with you. you can't fill your hollowness with stuff... </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">most guys who are ballers are really struggling, most guys who wine and dine categorize their women like if they were objects.......ok...just sitting here killing a lil time:)</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">well thanks for stoping by love! </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">I've worked hard this year, will I get a decent raise?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">yes, just keep working hard...not too hard. work as hard as they pay you. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Will the war in the middle east blow up before it gets any better ? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">what war in the middle east? which war in the middle east? just kidding. it will. i hope, i pray it does.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">I think I've gained about 10 lbs in the last 6 months, how long will it take me to lose those 10?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">well love, it took you six months to gain the weight, so it should take you three months to lose it. i'm using the break up rules. break up with someone: it takes half the time of your relationship with that person to get over them. it's all dead weight. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Are you psychic?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i'd like to believe i am. i have de ja vu alot...</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Do women feel like men are constantly checking them out?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">yes love, i do. then there are times, when i'm like damn, why aren't men looking at me, then i look and i spy one. looking at me. and then i'm fine again. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">why someone as intelligent as you still single?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">ask the idiots that have dissed me. i don't really know. i'm sure those friggin' idiots know though.</span></span></strong></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Hey! I had to ask you what you think bout dating someone younger? Btw i think you got beautiful lips :)</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">thanks my love, i think dating someone who is younger is cool, as long as they are not too young. old enough to vote and drink is a good pre-req, that way you can stay out of the slammer. being almost 30...i can't see myself being with someone who is 19...although i did date a 19 year old a while back. and he was pretty okay. dating all kinds of people helps define your taste.</span></span></strong></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span> </p> <p><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: normal;">How many men have you been with?</span></span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">20-something. in the early somethings.i went to college in San Francisco. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Does penis size matter to you, and if so, what is the best size? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">penis size does matter. sorry fellas, it does. if you have alot of motion in your ocean that helps too, more bounce to the ounce, i mean inch, helps too. powerful tongues make up for wee ones. strong hands, a gentle touch helps too. it's not all about the penis, build up your other talents. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Do you have any secrets your best friend doesn't know about, and that would include a fantasy or two? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">yes i do who doesn't. way more than two. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Are you hung up on any ex of yours? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">no. not anymore. there's always one person to be hung up on in your life. i don't have any new break ups to be hung up about.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Do UFO's exist? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">of course they do, it's narcisistic and a waste of time to believe that earth is the only place where living organisms exist and that we have never been visited.</span></span></strong></span></p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Hello, answer girl. i have a question. why is it so hard to find single female musician? </span> </p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i am single female muscian...kind of i know like 5 chords on the guitar...still training myself, i guessed that could be said about me, pertaining to the different phases in my life. anyway, maybe it's where you live...in the bay area you couldn't swing a wet cat without hitting at least four chick musicians...venture out they are around. i would try a coffee shop open mic night, or a pj harvey, alicia keys, fiona apple concert. </span></span></strong></span> </p> <p style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size:130%;">
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<br /></span></p> sunday qhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14652601519399249641noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7818646144658839251.post-52039522829852926712008-12-28T17:29:00.000-08:002010-03-01T23:09:10.423-08:00juicy a's for juicy q's<meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><title></title><meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 3.0 (Win32)"><style type="text/css"> <!-- @page { margin: 0.79in } P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } --> </style> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_0"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_1"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_2"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_3"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_4"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_5"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_6"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_7"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_8"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_9"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_10"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_11"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_12"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_13"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_15"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_16"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_17"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_18"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_19"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_20"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_21"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_22"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_23"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_25"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_26"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_27"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_28"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_29"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_30"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_31"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_32"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_33"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_34"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_35"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_36"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_37"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_38"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_39"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_40"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_41"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_42"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_43"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_44"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_461"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_471"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_481"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_46"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_47"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_48"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_49"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_50"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_51"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_52"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_53"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_54"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_55"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_56"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_57"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_58"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_59"></a><a name="SPELLING_ERROR_60"></a></span> <span style=";font-size:130%;" >Dear Sunday Q,
<br />I have been going out with the same guy for 5 years. We used to have a very active, experimental sex life, then two months ago he gets laid off from work, and poof, no boning since. He's so depressed and I am so overwhelmed by his depression that, at this point I am unsure of how to even lay a finger on him. Any quick ideas to spice up our sex life?
<br />-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Unboned</span> in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Encino</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">hey <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">unboned</span>,</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">why do i have to be quick?</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i don't have a quick fix to help your honey leap out of his depression. it's going to take time and effort to boost your boy's self esteem, mostly on his part. oh, and a new job would totally help too. but you want quick so <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">i'll</span> give you quick.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">
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<br />nothing says "i love you and i support you" like giving a guy a blow job while he's sleeping. it also makes you look like a naughty 'girl gone wild' temporarily, which never hurt anybody. also, you can really go for it, act like no one's watching you and give him a real wet, sloppy one, because you'll have your comforter or your <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">nana's</span> blanket over your head. i don't know what kind of bedding you two have. he'll love it.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">
<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i used to do this to my ex whenever he was down or whenever I felt sexually deprived, which was a lot during this odd span in our relationship. he'd be knocked out in a deep slumber, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">i'd</span> go under the blankets hungrily slob on his knob for a bit, he'd always wake in a fit of passion, and no matter what time it was, no matter what time he'd have to be up in the morning, we would get it on. mind blowing quickies mostly, however, the effects were somewhat long lasting. days would pass, and he'd look at me and say, "you must of really wanted me bad the other night," referring to the sleeping <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">bj</span> incident and</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">i'd</span> say, 'yup, i don't know what came over me. i just needed to have you right then,'and he'd smile a smile that would last another few days.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">tip: pretending that a penis is a delicious <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">popscicle</span> or magical harmonica will turn you into a phenomenal <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">bj</span> giver.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">
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<br />tip: everyone holds the match to the flames of their love life. </span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">so, i say go with that, surprise sexual encounters are instant erotic seasoning to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">anyone's</span> bedroom activities, and be supportive with his job search without nagging. kiss him and give him a massage <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">everytime</span> he gets a call back for an interview, or when he's exhausted of his career hunting. extra <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">tlc</span> feels good to every organism.</span>
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">I love you <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">unboned</span>!</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">
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<br />Sunday Q,
<br />My father is a god awful big mouth with a vengeful tongue. Besides being a gigantic pain in the arse, he seems to believe he can say whatever he wants, to anybody he wants, without consequence. He's older, 70, stuck in his ways, what 70 year old isn't, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">pre</span>-senile and he's done a lot for us. He gave us the down payment for our house, one of our cars and always watches my kids whenever we can't find a sitter.
<br />The problem is he's a jerk most of the time. Last week he told my wife, that he couldn't understand why I had married her, after she accidentally burnt dinner. I stuck up for my wife, told my father he was out of line, demanded an apology, this lead to an argument. This week he told me that he wishes that I'd never been born, because I asked him to stop shouting at my 8 year old son. I stick up for my son, defended myself, telling him he was out of line again, demanded he apologize, this leads to an argument. I've pulled him aside several times trying to reasonably call him on his B.S. but obviously he is a hard bugger to talk to. I am afraid of what he'll say next. I don't know how much more of his mouth I can take. Help!
<br />-Spawn of Big Mouth
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">dear spawn,
<br />first of all...i think someone is spending a little too much time with their pop. cut it out. one way to avoid hearing his razor sharp insults is by not being around the dude. if pop is not a part of the solution, making your life happier, then he is a part of the problem.
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<br />also "SAY SORRY!!!" see i knew you wouldn't say it. no one likes to be demanded to apologize. an apology demanded won't be real anyway, so please stop doing this. bullying remorse is impossible. plus <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">i'm</span> sure it only adds fuel to his argumentative fire. if you're arguing then you are losing, no one ever comes to a cool, calm agreement by arguing. cool, calm agreements are spawned by cool, calm conversations.
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<br />i know it's hard especially around the holidays to lay low and steer clear of family members you wouldn't normally touch with a ten foot pole, but you can do it. books, magazines, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">walkmens</span> and wine were all created for these moments.
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<br />try another sit down with pop, or my favorite write him a letter. explain yourself to him, let him know how his words and actions are negatively affecting you and your family. his family. reassure pop about the money he's loaned you, make sure he knows your aim is to pay him back; he could easily be tripping off of that.
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<br />see if you can get him to at least try to restrain some of the mean spiteful crap that comes out of his lips on a regular basis, this is a baby step. if he can do this, you guys are good. chances are this type of abuse didn't start yesterday and we have to be honest it's not going to stop tomorrow. time is on your side. yes it is. everyone is going to have to bite their tongues, which means no arguing. that means you. after you have your sit down or after your letter is read, give him a chance to digest it, perhaps a few days or weeks, then follow up, ask if he has any suggestions. he might surprise you. and if the bugger won't do it, he doesn't want to have a sit down, he doesn't want to read your letter, then whatever, he really doesn't care. he is still part of the problem. then you have no choice but to keep your pop time to a bare minimum. drop him like he's hot. send that fool his checks in the mail, and keep propelling your life in a positive light.
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<br />i was raised by my single mother and my older sister. my family tree looks like the charlie brown <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">christmas</span> tree. thin, wavering, mostly brown. from a low income bracket, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">i've</span> never had anyone to borrow money from and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">i've</span> never known my father. spawn! you have <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">alot</span> to be thankful for, you have <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">alot</span> to feel blessed about. remember that. your pop wants to be in your life or else he wouldn't help you so much. he wouldn't be around so much. so, do your best to make sure that part of his heart, his giving side, is honored and respected when you two interact. be cheesy. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">that'll</span> help.
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<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">tip: you shouldn't feel bad about deleting someone out of your life who is abusing you in any way, shape or form. especially when they don't want to help the situation.</span>
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><b>tip: come with love. never lose.</b></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">
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<br />cheesy and sugary since '79,
<br />i love you spawn!!!</span>
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<br />Dear Sunday Q,
<br />Okay. How can I say this. I'm a slut.
<br />Every boyfriend I've ever had I've cheated on. Even the good ones. Especially the good ones. I don't know what's wrong with me. I meet a guy, I make him my boyfriend, I hump him, I cheat on him with his friend and then I dump him, I make the new guy my boyfriend, I hump him, I cheat on him with his friend and then I dump him, and so on and so on, until I've sexually consumed the entire male friend population of the original boyfriend guy I met. I devour entire circles of friends. Then you know what I do? I move on to an entirely different circle. I start the whole thing all over again. I'm sick.
<br />Then I have the nerve to feel completely passed around.
<br />Like, I have a boyfriend right now, and we've been going out for two months which is a big deal. I've already had dinner with one of his friend's and the urge to cheat is upon me. What should I do?
<br />-Slutty in Salinas
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">hi slutty,
<br />first starters, stop calling yourself slutty, slut, slutty <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">McSlutterton</span>, especially if you don't want to be one. you should dump your current boyfriend immediately. mos def, do those two things stat. (mos def, i love him.) you are calling yourself a slut and you're acting like a slut, it has to be linked, right? my aunt got a puppy, the sweetest puppy, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">i've</span> ever met in my whole life, all be damned if she didn't name the adorable flea bag SMUT. I know worse dog name ever. and all be damned this darling, little, optimistic pup began acting like SMUT. this puppy was hanging it's head low, began to form these 'low self esteem' puppy eyes. you know what i mean, pit bulls and retriever's have these eyes. big, sad dopey. the name SMUT, the name, the word, maimed this animal. disfigured it's confidence.</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">whatever. back to your boyfriend, tell him you need to tone things down, you have to do you right now, and focus on yourself. demote him to 'friend with benefits' status, perhaps this way you can still bone him while you figure things out. a loving human like you, a loving human after my own heart, you may not want to cut yourself off the schnitzel all cold turkey style. it's obvious though, that you don't really want a boyfriend right now. you wouldn't be cheating on all your boyfriends if you really wanted one. you wouldn't be looking for something in all those dudes if you really, really knew what you wanted.
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<br />you are getting passed around, and you are doing the passing, love. you are like a magical <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">doobie</span>. you're choosing each of these dude's to be your next ex-boyfriend. these men are people with feelings not monkey bars, let go of the poles and try to enjoy being alone for a moment. it's not that bad. okay, it is. just try it though. being alone sometimes is awesome, you can do whatever you want, you can listen to whatever music you want, you can watch whatever <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">pornos</span> or cartoons you want, you can not go to the gym, you can eat an entire cake. oh, and you can fuck whoever you want and not be cheating. no one's feelings get hurt, that's a plus. your contraceptive budget expands, no break-ups .no guilt. on your own. it could be nice. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">i'm</span> just saying. this could be what you are really fancying, maybe you feel the push of society. yelling at you. telling you, you have to bone only your boyfriend, you have to only bone your husband, your wife, your girl. who wants one lover their whole life? nobody. so you might just be making these guys your boyfriend so you can bone them. 'boning your boyfriend' sounds way better than 'boning some guy'. i don't know slutty. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">i'm</span> polluting my own crap on you and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">i'm</span> sorry. i just think that if something feels bad, and this sounds like it feels bad to you, banging all these circles, that you, you shouldn't be doing it, anymore. </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">i think you should be...
<br />be single, slutty. please be single. date. find out what you are really looking for in a boyfriend, in a man. in yourself. take your time. define your palette. develop your taste. see who you <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">friggin</span>' want to see without branding the boyfriend title on your dudes right away. zero in on your necessities, so the next time you dive into a relationship with a fella, you won't want to cheat because that boyfriend will be what you really wanted. the one you've been searching for all along. (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">cheeeeeese</span>-y)
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<br />slutty, feel blessed to have such a strong appetite, i secretly wish i was as hungry as you, i just hope you are being safe and not bare backing these gaggles of bros. oh, and know what? I just thought of this, it's completely normal to have slutty phases. i have had my hefty share of these phases too, usually at any business i worked at where there were more than four attractive men. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">i'd</span> like to take this opportunity to thank <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">fellini</span> restaurant, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">rasputin</span> records, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">verizon</span> wireless, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">barnes</span> and noble for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37">suppling</span> me with ample amounts of sausage during these phases in my life when i needed it most. thank you. being slutty is normal from time to time, natural, we are all carbon based life forms who are going to be really <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38">horney</span> at some point or another. there is nothing wrong with you. you just like </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">a lot</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> of extra sausage on your pizza pie. a lot of it. that's all. that's fine.
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><b>tip: it's not cheating if he's if he's not your <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39">boyfrined</span>.</b></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><b>tip: nobody who ever said that they were shit, ever amounted to shit.</b></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">
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<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">tip: you are, what you are, what you are, what you are, what you are, and you can still change at anytime.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">tip: don't you ever go out to dinner with your boyfriend's friend, wherever you eat trouble will be around the gosh darn corner. i <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40">sware</span> it.</span>
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<br />i love you slutty!!!</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">
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<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Sunday Q,</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I love your name. I don't care if it's real or not. My problem is my macho <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41">comacho</span> homophobic boyfriend can't stand my flamboyant gay guy friends. If I hang out with my boyfriend my friends treat me like I voted yes on 8, if I go out with my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42">divos</span> my man gets all butt hurt. I've tried to arrange play dates where we can all hang out, movie nights, barbecues...nothing is working, and my boyfriend acts pretty <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43">douchy</span> when he's around my sister-boys, especially when they talk about their dates and their love lives. But that's what we do? What should I do? I want to keep all my fellas happy.</span>
<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">-Fag Hag sandwich Q</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">
<br /></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style=";font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">dearest hag sandwich: didn't mama <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44">cass</span> die from one of those? thanks for the name kudos, and i hope when you wrote the words 'butt hurt' that there was a pun intended. i hope.
<br />your situation is already tricky since it's so darn complicated figuring a way to balance friends, family and whoever you are with. it's hard to remember yourself and what your wants and needs are when you are being pulled in different directions. so for starters I would focus on that. your feelings and happiness shouldn't be getting gang banged by your fellas. you may just need a break from your man and friends, and the negative energy and grief they are expelling in your life. you always have the power to take a step back and meet some new <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45">friggin</span>' people.
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<br />fag hag, i have been in your situation and it's not fun. my thing is the men <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46">i'm</span> mega attracted to are always completely different from the friends <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47">i'm</span> attracted to. i find myself with chill, narrow minded yuppies in training, who work entirely too much, and with their down time they enjoy life in the slow (lame) lane, cooking dinner, playing scrabble, renting the latest woody <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48">allen</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49">dvd</span>. evenings for two. i favor these men. i favor these evenings.
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<br />my friends are either hippies, avid club/ party goers, artists, musicians or yogis, these friends enjoy dancing, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50">stoney</span> craft nights, drinking, singing <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51">radiohead</span> sing-a-longs in back yards fire side, educating ourselves, mediocre drug binges, loud <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52">texas</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53">hold'em</span> matches, meditating, camping on acid, tree hugging, image Googling moose knuckles and stretching. i am lot more like my friends. needless to say these dudes i date, these friends i love, never get along. it seems i created a few different versions of myself: work-me, friend-me, girlfriend-me, family-me, and when ever two of my lives intersect it's like a train crash.
<br />myself, my worlds colliding.
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<br />so i prefer to keep all those lives separate, every-me separate, since all those me's have different taste in people for a reason. some people aren't going to be down with everybody. i haven't even mastered being myself in every facet of my life. it's supposed to be hard to take a crazy bong rip in front of your parents. it's suppose to be hard to do a keg stand while you hold your newborn baby nephew. those things are supposed to be hard to do in front of those people, because you shouldn't be doing those things in front of those people. phew! it's supposed to be hard for your hetero-for-life boyfriend to hear about your queer buddies sex-capades, that's supposed to be difficult for him, unless your queer buddies are hot lesbians than i'm sure he'd like to hear. everybody would like to hear.
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<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">tip: watch </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">revenge of the nerds</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">. macho camacho men and flamboyant divos naturally repel. look for a little fellow in the movie named lamar with pink glitter pants on. and the delightful, heart warming performance of a rather larger chap named Ogre. you'll see what i mean. </span>
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<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">tip: i have been dumped by dudes because they hated my friends. you'll rarely get dumped by your friends because they hate your dude. (unless you are on The Hills...yes that was a Hills reference, and now i have the sudden urge to shoot my face off for shoving that lame pop reference down your throat.) </span>
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<br />i do dream of a warm gathering though. my family, friends, work buds, whoever my dude is, all together, all glowing with smiles of relief, like at the end of SNL when the credits are rolling and the host thanks the band for coming. hand shakes. hugs. gang signs. people learning about one another. a gathering where there is confusing modern art on the walls, and nobody's taking shit about it. everyone's favorite michael jackson song is playing in the background. this will most likely never happen in my world, unless it's a funeral. (wow, debbie downer in the building...)
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<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">tip: it doesn't matter who you friggin' are, where you friggin' live, what language you friggin' speak, you have a favorite michael jackson and a favorite michael jackson song. everyone has a favorite michael jackson song</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">
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<br />there was one dude, though. john-john. he was undeniably yummy and as personable as they come. charismatic john-john dipped in sailor jerry tattoos and muscles, he was a bass player and a drummer, who never spiked his mo-hawk. he was suppose to be my friend and ended up being my man, temporarily. by temporarily...i mean we were dating, john-john hadn't had the pleasure of sliding into homebase with me yet...he was outspoken, friendly, intelligent, cooky, got along with all my friends, especially my gay ones. john-john could hang out with me and anyone in my posse gladly. i was stoked. that is until i busted him at a party scrolling through a sea of giant ding dong homo-erotic pictures in his i-phone with my friend Brian. their body language was a bitch, they were all over each other like white on rice. i found them in the kitchen, in the dark, in the corner with an i-phone, so you know the pictures were clear and crisp and big. a guy that favored Brian was in the pictures. there was alot going on in those pictures. turns out the ding dong in the pics was john-john's.
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<br />it was a bummer because from what i could see of john-john's ding dong on the i-phone, he had it going on and...it was a bummer for obvious reasons, john-john being somewhat gay in a photo shoot in his i-phone with Brian's doppelganger posing proudly with all his man bits out, in all their glory. so i'm just saying, you may not want your boyfriend and your divos to be getting along too well, or to get to close. you never know who any one was in their past lifetime, before they met you. your dude and your friends, could easily hit it off more than you two, sail off into the night, they could have been soul mates thia whole time. so if you want to keep the bros in your life separate for this reason, you should. could be ideal. your boyfriend and friends could be repelling for a reason.
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<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">tip: everyone knows hardcore homo-phobes are secretly gay. it's a fact. look at the republican party. look at the guy in American Beauty who murdered Kevin Spacey, that strange hot kid's dad, he was totally gay. look at all the naughty preist up on charges. </span>
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<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><b>tip: watch </b></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><i><b>american beauty</b></i></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><b> again. </b></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">
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<br />fag hag, you can keep all your fellas happy by doing whatever makes you happy. just like what (i wished) my grandmother used to say, 'you can have fun with everybody as long as you do it at different times!'</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">she was so wacky.
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<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">love sunday q!!!</span></span>
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<br /></span></p> <p style="margin-bottom: 0in; font-family: times new roman;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >(save to del.icio.us) literally and figuratively...</span><span style="font-size:130%;">
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