This probably sounds strange coming from a farm boy, but horses terrify me. They sense my fear and react accordingly. So, I stay away from them. The only horse you will ever see me on is a carousel horse.
I hate condoms, always have. In my case the consequence was, I became a husband and father at 19, totally unprepared for the responsibility, but I did it. Unfortunately, my marriage only lasted 15 years. No regrets, ever. I have two beautiful children from that union. Did I learn my lesson, hell no. Oops! I did it again, but this time I had asked my current wife to marry me before I knew she was pregnant. Another child after a 16 year gap, but this time I was prepared, mature, and financially solvent.
I am 6'5". My first wife was 5'7" and my current wife is 5'5". Height is not an issue.
I have been going commando for more years than I can remember. I hate underwear. My wife is totally different...it is a hygiene thing with her, more susceptible to UTIs. She would know, she is in the medical profession.
I used to take a ton of supplements, 40 per day, but on advice of my personal, live-in physician I stopped. I now only take a mulit vitamin and an Iron supplement.
I am not a proponent of organized religion, so I would not say I am religious. I have my beliefs and live by them.
No. I never thought about condoms until my then GF (now ex wife) surprised me at my HS graduation by telling me she was 3 months pregnant. Stupid farm boy should have used condoms. But, the result of my faux pas is a beautiful daughter...no regrets ever.
I voted for myself in the last election (true statement) but I would settle for Secretary of the Treasury in the Buz Bono administration.
Bacon is a guilty pleasure, not baked, not microwaved, fried is the only way, preferably in a hot cast iron skillet. And being a true southern boy, you have to save the bacon grease to season a variety of other things. Yum! I know, I can hear my arteries hardening, but it is worth it.
Why not? For me, a Christian, sex is a religious experience.
We have a Swear Jar in our home. It gets a fair amount from me at times. I try hard not to...I do have impressionable children in the house, but sometimes you just have to let it fly. I usually get penalized the most when communicating with the Wicked Witch of the West, my ex, the fucking bitch! lol That would cost me $5.
Hands down, my fellow Georgia boy, Buz Bono.
I have a personal trainer who is a sadist...weights, cardio and a bit of cross training. I also run 5 & 10K, half marathons and have run one marathon. My passion is sailing my Hobie Catamaran.
Metallic Gray Chevrolet Colorado.
One song that is guaranteed to make me smile, Georgia On My Mind
Caprese Salad, Gazpacho and Crusty Italian Bread.
Happens a lot with me...my ex wife. I choose to take the high road. I am always cordial to her.
I do not eat desserts often, but when I am home in Georgia, Mom makes the best Lemon Meringue Pie and Pound Cake to die for. Those are my favorites.
Simple Vinaigrette: lemon juice, olive oil, grated garlic, red pepper flakes, salt and pepper. Great over Kale . Yum!