Truck... I hate cars. They're designed for people of "average" height. I also hate the feeling of dragging my ass down the highway. A truck sits up higher so I don't feel claustrophobic when I'm surrounded by minivans and crossovers while sitting at a stoplight.
That seems too much like work to read. I have a bad case of ADOS and could barely get past the first 20 or so.
C'mon, really? 375 rules to be a gentleman?
Some of it should be common sense, but I know a lot of people (men AND women) that are sorely lacking in that department.
Or maybe my common sense isn't the same as other people's. I dunno. I don't "expect" anything.
Maybe that's what makes me different from the rest. I'm just not used to it. I'm used to being used.
I've yet to meet a "gentleman" that didn't show his true colours after he quit pretending to be a "gentleman" and turned into another pretentious asswipe with a hidden agenda.
I hear many say, "Oh he's a gentleman because he does *insert gentlemanly attribute here*"
I say, "Bullshit. I'll believe it when I see it."
The first few I did read make it sound like I should be treated like a child. Maybe some women like that, but I'm not one of them.
Some make you sound like a pushover and ready to be taken advantage of.
After that I grew bored and quit skimming. (Sorry... Just being honest)
If a man wants to be MY gentleman, then he needs to grow a pair and treat me like an equal. It's pretty simple.
If I want a good fuck without all the "bullshit" I grab my vibrator. Cause in all honesty, some men aren't worth the time.
Just like you don't want to put forth the effort, neither do I.
A popcorn seed? A few years ago? Using toys dry? WHAAAT?
Did I seriously just read this? Did you not stop and think after a week or so you might've possibly thought it might be something worse than what it was originally?
Crohns/Colitis/IBS/Anal fissure/Diverticulitis could be just the tip of the iceberg.
Get your ass (pun intended) to the doctor. You could have a lot more serious problems than what you think you have.
I'm 6ft tall. At this point in the game I really don't give a shit what height he is as long as he has enough confidence to tolerate my high heel fetish when I feel like wearing them.
If I feel I have to mother him in any way (or pick him up to carry him over a puddle) then he's not the guy for me.
I've dated all sizes. The majority of the time it's other people that seem to have an issue with the difference in height and like to point out the obvious.
ONLY if I've really prepped beforehand. (And I mean REALLY prepped)
Or if we're in the shower.
Bladder/kidney/yeast infections are just not sexy in my books.
I used to get Brooke Shields but nowadays I get Cote de Pablo.
Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure
Wait... Why the hell is a bunch of guys arguing in the "Ask the Gals" section? Did you magically grow a vagina and thought you should give your opinion on something that doesn't really pertain to you? Or do you think you know better than us "Gals"? Cause seriously... It's really starting to get on my last fucking nerve.
Get the hell outta here. Ain't nobody got time for that!
Oh... and as for the question. I'm into... a bottle of Advil. Why? A wedding, sore muscles, a hangover, and some dude that was into gymnastic sex last night. I feel like I'm dying.
DQ - Once in a blue moon for a Pecan Mudslide.
Otherwise, I don't eat at fast food chains.
GAH!! My biggest peeve at the moment is...
"This member has chosen to receive messages from friends only"
WTF! I don't want or need to friend everyone just to send them a message.
Sometimes I see something funny and I want to send it to someone I interact with in the forums. (Hell, it took me and sprite over a year to finally friend one another but we've been PMing each other for two years!)
Or maybe I wanted to say something about a story they wrote.
This is beyond fucking irritating to find out AFTER I've written out a PM that I can't send it.
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oh, wait, i gave you a freebies, silly me!
