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TheDevilsWeakness
Over 90 days ago
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I never get bored. Not while there's bacon condoms out there.
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Brilliant! The review is so much better than the book!
Meanwhile, E. L. James is laughing all the way to the bank.
Meanwhile, E. L. James is laughing all the way to the bank.
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Quote by 1ball
http://www.lushstories.com/thedevilsweakness
I didn't get permission.
Well damn... I never saw this. Thanks 1ball. My only excuse is I don't get out and mingle much.
I have to say I usually check out CurlyGirly's and Shylass walls for the postings, blogs and other assorted knick knacks. Sometimes, I blow the dust off of WellMadeMale's just to see what he's been up.
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Well done for those that have received a Famous Story badge, regardless of which section it's in.
I tend to put more stock into the amount of views more than what others would.
Usually friends will vote high and leave lovely comments so going by comments and votes, in my experience, it's been great.
But not everyone leaves a comment. And not everyone will vote. But I do seem to get a fair amount of traffic over the most of my stories.
The ones I've enjoyed writing the most don't always have the highest votes or most comments but they do have high views.
Maybe not Famous Story badge worthy but still a good indicator. At least for me.
To grab someone's attention enough to click your story with either the section, tags, short intro or title is a bit of a win in my eyes.
So good on you for getting a Famous Story badge.
I tend to put more stock into the amount of views more than what others would.
Usually friends will vote high and leave lovely comments so going by comments and votes, in my experience, it's been great.
But not everyone leaves a comment. And not everyone will vote. But I do seem to get a fair amount of traffic over the most of my stories.
The ones I've enjoyed writing the most don't always have the highest votes or most comments but they do have high views.
Maybe not Famous Story badge worthy but still a good indicator. At least for me.
To grab someone's attention enough to click your story with either the section, tags, short intro or title is a bit of a win in my eyes.
So good on you for getting a Famous Story badge.
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I think I'll drop in at DW's place. I'm sure she won't mind. I'll bring the bottle(s) of red wine
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I try not to do it too often at home. First of all, my kids laugh at me. And secondly, I'm a total klutz.
I have difficulty keeping track of my arms and legs.
I don't fancy a trip to the Doctor's again. He tried hard not to laugh while I explained how I broke 2 toes and dislocated the other. Or the time I gashed myself when I knocked over the TV. Or the other time I gave myself a black eye when I spun right into the wall.
Turn the music up loud? Sure.
Sing along with the music? Absolutely.
Dance around the room? No way. Not anymore. I know my limits.
I have difficulty keeping track of my arms and legs.
I don't fancy a trip to the Doctor's again. He tried hard not to laugh while I explained how I broke 2 toes and dislocated the other. Or the time I gashed myself when I knocked over the TV. Or the other time I gave myself a black eye when I spun right into the wall.
Turn the music up loud? Sure.
Sing along with the music? Absolutely.
Dance around the room? No way. Not anymore. I know my limits.
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While I'll be the first to thank the verifiers here for the outstanding work they do, I can understand where some are coming from.
First of all, I believe the OP made a great statement by titling it "Help... I've been arrested by the grammar police"
It was witty and funny and in no way, shape or form disrespectful. It grabbed your attention and she got the help she was asking for.
After that was taken care of, it went straight to hell.
I take offence when people assume everyone has received an education. Not everyone has, and when its so pointedly blared out in the forums it reminds me of my many failings in life. My lack of education being a BIG part of my failings.
I have no confidence in my spelling, sentence structure and grammar. I constantly second guess myself while editing my work. I also get no feedback if I ask. Nor do I want to hound people about it with my many questions.
This is not high school. And yes, I probably should've learned it all there... but I didn't. I am learning it here.
So please quit being so ignorant and rude when someone writes something and the Grammar Nazi's feel the need to descend on the typos, poorly written sentences or misused punctuation and rip it to shreds.
Not everyone had the same chance as you, the grammar nazi, to receive a proper education.
(I am not directing this at any of the verifiers I've dealt with by the way - I have received nothing but a great deal of help from any that I have worked with)
Let the butthurt continue.
First of all, I believe the OP made a great statement by titling it "Help... I've been arrested by the grammar police"
It was witty and funny and in no way, shape or form disrespectful. It grabbed your attention and she got the help she was asking for.
After that was taken care of, it went straight to hell.
I take offence when people assume everyone has received an education. Not everyone has, and when its so pointedly blared out in the forums it reminds me of my many failings in life. My lack of education being a BIG part of my failings.
I have no confidence in my spelling, sentence structure and grammar. I constantly second guess myself while editing my work. I also get no feedback if I ask. Nor do I want to hound people about it with my many questions.
This is not high school. And yes, I probably should've learned it all there... but I didn't. I am learning it here.
So please quit being so ignorant and rude when someone writes something and the Grammar Nazi's feel the need to descend on the typos, poorly written sentences or misused punctuation and rip it to shreds.
Not everyone had the same chance as you, the grammar nazi, to receive a proper education.
(I am not directing this at any of the verifiers I've dealt with by the way - I have received nothing but a great deal of help from any that I have worked with)
Let the butthurt continue.
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Forum Section Attention Whores
You know, the ones that answer with as few words as possible in the forums that AREN'T in the games section.
Really? Forty fuckin' postings in "Ask the Gals"? Like the twenty postings in "The Pub" section wasn't enough.
You know, the ones that answer with as few words as possible in the forums that AREN'T in the games section.
Really? Forty fuckin' postings in "Ask the Gals"? Like the twenty postings in "The Pub" section wasn't enough.
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I'm outwardly calm. Detached even. I can't stand the sight of him, so I've buried my head in old reruns so I don't have to look at him.
If he only knew how much I hated his fucking face right now.
Another fucking paycheck gone. And nothing done. Gone to sleep it off. Fucking loser.
It's amazing how fast he manages to burn through the whole fucking thing. Like a god damn child. And I'm so sick of holding his hand and wiping his ass like he was a baby.
I should've ran. Instead I let him destroy me. I'm not sure if I'm mad at myself for coddling this overgrown manchild for so long or because I allowed him to destroy everything I had accomplished in my life. It wasn't much, but it was mine. And now it's gone, too.
I'm so sick of coming in third place. Of being put last on his list of importance. His booze and weed will always come first. And I will never be treated with any respect.
In eight fucking years, I've never gotten one birthday present. Not one iota of thought put into it. But he buys himself jewelry. He wears more than I do. Christmas is a joke and Valentines Day is just another day. I'm not worth it to him. Nor his kids.
I gave up everything to make him happy. I've got to be fucking stupid. And now I'm stuck. My hopes and dreams are gone and that knight in shining armor is a fucking douchebag. They all want a piece of you.
No man will save you or complete you. It's a fucking lie. They will all destroy you in some way, shape or form. All of them. They'll pick away at you until you're nothing. And then they expect more and yell and scream when you don't give it to them.
Well... I've got nothing left to give.
If he only knew how much I hated his fucking face right now.
Another fucking paycheck gone. And nothing done. Gone to sleep it off. Fucking loser.
It's amazing how fast he manages to burn through the whole fucking thing. Like a god damn child. And I'm so sick of holding his hand and wiping his ass like he was a baby.
I should've ran. Instead I let him destroy me. I'm not sure if I'm mad at myself for coddling this overgrown manchild for so long or because I allowed him to destroy everything I had accomplished in my life. It wasn't much, but it was mine. And now it's gone, too.
I'm so sick of coming in third place. Of being put last on his list of importance. His booze and weed will always come first. And I will never be treated with any respect.
In eight fucking years, I've never gotten one birthday present. Not one iota of thought put into it. But he buys himself jewelry. He wears more than I do. Christmas is a joke and Valentines Day is just another day. I'm not worth it to him. Nor his kids.
I gave up everything to make him happy. I've got to be fucking stupid. And now I'm stuck. My hopes and dreams are gone and that knight in shining armor is a fucking douchebag. They all want a piece of you.
No man will save you or complete you. It's a fucking lie. They will all destroy you in some way, shape or form. All of them. They'll pick away at you until you're nothing. And then they expect more and yell and scream when you don't give it to them.
Well... I've got nothing left to give.
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Two days...
I keep getting hung up on the counting and reading.
I am not that good a multi-tasker!
I don't have a stopwatch and when I get to my toes when I'm counting, I stop reading!
I haven't gotten past "Anna" yet. I'm so ashamed.
I keep getting hung up on the counting and reading.
I am not that good a multi-tasker!
I don't have a stopwatch and when I get to my toes when I'm counting, I stop reading!
I haven't gotten past "Anna" yet. I'm so ashamed.
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Quote by sprite
Thrust My Thang Thursdays?
Hmmm... it's a possibility. I can't remember what he used to call it for the life of me. But that could work!
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For a giggle, my SO used to name the days of the week like this:
Mauling Melons Monday
Tickle Me Taint Tuesday
Wild & Wicked Wednesday
Thursday was an off-day (Everyone needs a day of rest I guess)
Feel Me Up Fridays
Sinful Saturdays
Suck Me Off Sundays
Mauling Melons Monday
Tickle Me Taint Tuesday
Wild & Wicked Wednesday
Thursday was an off-day (Everyone needs a day of rest I guess)
Feel Me Up Fridays
Sinful Saturdays
Suck Me Off Sundays
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I am really to new to be answering this, but use logic and common sense. Kick out gamers and players. Lush is drowning with these sort of people. The world has passed them up, yet they are allowed to make it difficult for those who want something else. I know it, you know it and Lush knows it. Giving cute little badges is like giving Bubba a sheriffs star.
Logic and common sense are not your forte. Please leave it to the professionals. I'm a gamer... maybe a player and I am not going anywhere. Yet.
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When she stops caring about herself or others. Looking for quick gratification/cheap thrill over friendships.
For example: Dangerous actions such as unprotected sex with strangers. Or hooking up with friends partners without their knowledge or consent.
For example: Dangerous actions such as unprotected sex with strangers. Or hooking up with friends partners without their knowledge or consent.
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It's simple really. Shut your fucking mouth. Just shut up. I've tried saying it nicely but I'm seriously thinking I need to break out the duct tape. Or staples.
Peace and quiet is nice. Try it sometime, instead of babbling on incessantly for hours about absolutely nothing at all.
I've already heard your stories 800 fucking times now. I do not need it repeated over and over. I am not that stupid or empty-headed or dim-witted that I cannot remember the time you nearly dropped the engine on your fucking head. (Honestly? I think you did drop the engine block on your fucking head, but that's just my observation)
Unlike you, I can hold a thought in my head for more than a minute. I can actually think! Without you telling me what I should think. Fucking dick.
You talk and gossip more than any woman I've ever met. And holy shit can you whine. You're a pussy bitch mommas boy. You're the poorest excuse I've ever met for a man. I can't get a word in edgewise, even if I wanted to. You just won't shut up long enough. I don't fucking know these people you're so adamant to tell me all about. So I'd rather not hear your gossip about them. I'm not like your whole stupid fucking family and judge these people before I've even met them. I am not that fucking ignorant. I'm a big girl and can make up my own mind about someone. Like you. And your fucking family. I'll do a happy dance and cartwheels the day I can get the fuck away from all of you fucking morons. I feel my IQ dropping when I have to stay in the same room with you fucking weirdos.
And No... It's not "stating a fact" when you scream at me. It means your useless punk ass can't handle me telling you when I try to explain to you why I would like some quiet.
Is it because I do it in a calm voice that it pisses you off? I've never seen someone get so angry because I want peace and quiet while I'm watching a show or talking with a friend.
Logic isn't your strong suit, is it?
I'm gonna show you anger one of these days when I staple your fucking hands to the table and duct tape your fucking mouth shut just so you can't make it sound like you're skinning a fucking cat when you "try" to sing and "play" the guitar while I have friends over or I'm on the phone.
By the way... I think your guitar would make excellent kindling for the fireplace. You fucking asswipe.
Peace and quiet is nice. Try it sometime, instead of babbling on incessantly for hours about absolutely nothing at all.
I've already heard your stories 800 fucking times now. I do not need it repeated over and over. I am not that stupid or empty-headed or dim-witted that I cannot remember the time you nearly dropped the engine on your fucking head. (Honestly? I think you did drop the engine block on your fucking head, but that's just my observation)
Unlike you, I can hold a thought in my head for more than a minute. I can actually think! Without you telling me what I should think. Fucking dick.
You talk and gossip more than any woman I've ever met. And holy shit can you whine. You're a pussy bitch mommas boy. You're the poorest excuse I've ever met for a man. I can't get a word in edgewise, even if I wanted to. You just won't shut up long enough. I don't fucking know these people you're so adamant to tell me all about. So I'd rather not hear your gossip about them. I'm not like your whole stupid fucking family and judge these people before I've even met them. I am not that fucking ignorant. I'm a big girl and can make up my own mind about someone. Like you. And your fucking family. I'll do a happy dance and cartwheels the day I can get the fuck away from all of you fucking morons. I feel my IQ dropping when I have to stay in the same room with you fucking weirdos.
And No... It's not "stating a fact" when you scream at me. It means your useless punk ass can't handle me telling you when I try to explain to you why I would like some quiet.
Is it because I do it in a calm voice that it pisses you off? I've never seen someone get so angry because I want peace and quiet while I'm watching a show or talking with a friend.
Logic isn't your strong suit, is it?
I'm gonna show you anger one of these days when I staple your fucking hands to the table and duct tape your fucking mouth shut just so you can't make it sound like you're skinning a fucking cat when you "try" to sing and "play" the guitar while I have friends over or I'm on the phone.
By the way... I think your guitar would make excellent kindling for the fireplace. You fucking asswipe.
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In a nice restaurant during dinner under the tablecloth.
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I remember a few years ago, a couple would come into my restaurant for dinner. I served them quite often.
She called him the "Old Bastard" many times and he used to call her his "Old Bitch" or "Battle Ax".
I was absolutely shocked by their language.
But he brought her flowers every time and always held her chair for her until she was seated. She used to feed him choice bits and pieces off her plate.
They really were the sweetest, most loving couple I ever met.
They would always leave holding hands.
I was happy to cater their 65th wedding anniversary for them and meet their 8 children and their families.
They just had the oddest pet names for each other.
She called him the "Old Bastard" many times and he used to call her his "Old Bitch" or "Battle Ax".
I was absolutely shocked by their language.
But he brought her flowers every time and always held her chair for her until she was seated. She used to feed him choice bits and pieces off her plate.
They really were the sweetest, most loving couple I ever met.
They would always leave holding hands.
I was happy to cater their 65th wedding anniversary for them and meet their 8 children and their families.
They just had the oddest pet names for each other.
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Quote by kinky_girl
I haven't trawled through all the replies as I really should be sleeping but I just wanted to chip in... Has it ever occurred to you that maybe your friend's wives are just sick and tired of disappointing sex? A lot of guys seem to think that doing the same thing every time is good- but after twenty years of marriage you might wanna think again. Or maybe he's always been a shit shag but she puts up with it because she loves him but that means she doesn't want to have him every night? Or maybe they like different things in bed? There are a million and one reasons, those are just my opinions because the only times I've not been keen on getting some is when my other half is crap in the sack.
This ^^
I love sex. I definitely prefer good sex over mediocre.
His "seven minutes to heaven" routine is sadly lacking and I'd rather sleep through it.
There's no passion. Or foreplay. Or afterplay. Just a wham-bam-thank-you-maam (minus the thank you) and its over and done with and he's snoring. Yeah... That's MY idea of a great time.
But it's us women that take the brunt of the stigma. We just don't want bad sex, that's all.
Step up your game guys and put some effort into it and you just might get lucky a little more than twice a year.