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Wilful
Over 90 days ago
Straight Cis Male, 49
0 miles · Sydney

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Man, that was a long couple of months!

I thought it was a pretty good return from the break. I would have liked to have seen how a few more of the others were getting along, but not bad considering.

I'm especially glad Carl had a bit of a light bulb moment because I don't know how much more arrogant teenager I could have put up with. I was actually hoping the walker would get a little more than his shoe. As long as it scared him straight though, I suppose.

What do others think?
What the hell? Let's share a foxhole there, Big Dog.
Three and a half days ago. Saving up for a sperm test, but scheduling got in the way and I missed my window. Now I've got to flush the pipes and wait another three days.
Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope is way up in the dozens from childhood until most recently last year.

The Hunt for Red October too, best enjoyed on a rainy day.

The American President copped a good flogging in the late '90s.

And The Wedding Crashers when I was struggling with depression about ten years ago.
I've always got an idea in mind, usually thought through and fantasised about ad nauseam before I start. Once I get going though, I'll often find that I'll need to adjust the characters or the direction of the plot to make it flow better.

I'll often cut little bits here and there that, while I initially think are entertaining and add depth, really aren't necessary. And I usually have to dump a sex scene or two due to space restrictions, or just plain old realism.
I'm going to go above, and maybe hold a little back for below. Then be cheeky and go above again.
Maybe lay off for a while and see how you go. Chances are you'll be bouncing off the walls before the day's out. Don't worry about it, seriously. If you get inside your own head, it's a snowball down a slippery slope to noodle town. Just relax, go kick a footy and wait until the mood strikes you.
Sorry, Guille. I'm open minded, but not quite that much.
If you're going to play with the big dogs, you better learn how to piss in the tall grass.
I think glasses are sexy, provided they're stylish. A set of big Harry Potter Coke bottles can be a bit of a turn off. But the sexy librarian thing...oh my.

The other side of it, if you take your glasses off, the person you're looking at can look a lot sexier too. Just sayin'...
Bad workman blames his tool.

That should keep you both happy.
Pay off my mortgage and set up some sort of income stream so I never had to work again. Then I'd write and travel, and volunteer with some charities. I'd have to keep active, but on my terms.

Depending how much I won, I'd help out family with their debts and dreams, and maybe start up a business for my wife to run. I like the idea of those social enterprises that give opportunities to people from disadvantaged backgrounds and empower them to succeed. It'd be cool to set up some kind of seed fund that makes that happen, then pays it forward to another business as each one gets up and running.
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Seeing Will back and steeling his chips while he is distracted petting his dogs ( pls tell me you don't have poodles cause that's just really unmanly Will???)

I'm guessing your chips are what we call crisps and yum ur Aussie ones arnt half bad.


A lab and a shepperd actually.

And yes, crisps. Plain potato and some corn chips. Okay, I have two bags. But I've also got a lab, so I'll be lucky to keep my fingers.

No Cheetos though, WSCLG. But the porn doesn't sound like a bad idea. The wife's left me alone for a couple of hours...
I mainly use the Microsoft Word spell check, with the grammar function turned off (otherwise every fucking sentence has a green line under it), and, like Visioneer, my ear.

I find that formal grammar rules don't really lend themselves to the relatively informal style of my first person narrative. But if I do find myself in a pickle from time to time, I just google it and take whatever answer best suits.

Honestly, I think the best way is to just learn it. Not necessarily studying grammar texts, although skimming a brochure or two might not be a bad idea, but reading widely from professionally published authors. If Tom Clancy, John Grisham or Suzanne Collins can get away with it, then chances are, so can you.
I enjoyed becoming addicted to Lush, but the most memorable moment was dipping my feet in the water at the beach and getting knocked onto my ass by a surprise wave. I haven't laughed so much in far too long. Nor had my wife, and judging by the tears streaming down the face of some nearby fat guy, neither had he.

I wish I could forget the three months of gastric illness I suffered through late last year. I actually became afraid of food.
Poking around on Lush, with Everybody Loves Raymond on in the background. Next, I'll pet my dogs and eat a bag of chips.
Inspiration? Maybe in broad strokes, pardon the pun. I saw people having sex, and I wanted to have sex too. Different positions and scenarios added colour to that, but only really in the context of there was a variety of experiences to enjoy. I never saw any individual act that I just had to try. Nor did I ever watch porn to specifically learn anything.

As my dad put it, in an awkward, American Pie-esque moment, it's not the same as in the movies, because "they're driving for show." The reality of that came crashing home when I finally got my hands on a woman, and it wasn't quite what I was expecting. Real life is very, very different. Camera angles and cash don't prepare you for the sights, smells, sounds, feel and tastes of real sex. To say nothing of the emotions.

I think if you look at porn as anything other than a naughty thrill, it'll bite you in the ass. The way people behave and the way people are treated create really misguided expectations about human sexuality. Lots of people think what they see on screen is normal, when nothing could be further from the truth. It's really quite sad that so many people turn to porn as a source of education.

Some of it's still hot as shit though.
Inadvertently, when the phone rang while I was in the middle of it. But I only kept a casual fiddle going to keep my motor running until the conversation ended.

As for deliberately, only when I dabbled in a bit of commercial phone sex. Although I didn't tell them what I was doing, I'm pretty sure they knew.
Hypothetically, of course. You know, the whole married thing?

I would. I like the idea of gently guiding a young woman through that particular milestone with a great deal of care and respect. I know it's a generalisation, but typically guys of that age are clumsy, selfish asses. Bit of a hero complex, if you haven't guessed.
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Respectful to whom or what?


To God him or herself. But more importantly, to those who believe in God.
Massive turn off for me. In fact, it's a deal breaker.

Although, in the heat of the moment, I have put away a few smokers in my day. Pussy's pussy. But certainly nothing beyond a quick fuck.
Listen, you heathens, it begins and ends with the Tim Tam. It's worth a trip to Australia just to get one. Trust me, you'll never be the same again.
Omnipotence. The power to do absolutely anything I want, whenever I want. After fulfilling a few selfish desires, I'd like to think I'd make the world a better place. You know, end war, poverty, disease, suffering and all that? Then get back into Scarlett Johansson.
Puff the magic dragon...in my pants...Peter, Paul & Mary