[TMI] Speaking of being trashy and crossing boundaries, I have a story. One of my favorite “xtube stars” is this guy named AReallyTallBoy. I like him because of his voice; he has this low, sinister drawl. Anyway, by sheer coincidence, a close friend of mine has the same voice. We were out drinking one night. I got shitfaced and TOLD HIM. Now everyone knows my friend “Jason” (*not his real name) sounds like my favorite amateur porn star. Now every time I think about it I cringe. [/TMI]
Ok, I looked the guy up. This is... not what I expected Interesting to know what floats your boat though, hehe. Also, this convo really needs its own thread but I'm afraid it might break the forum's rules on distasteful content and get us all banned.
Hahaha. Luckily, my friend isn’t my type, and I am not his. He does a lot of extra stuff I’m not interested in— don’t read into it too much. ( like the rubber thing. I don’t get that part. ) That’s true. That’s probably enough. We ought to tone it down. Weather is great here. Lots of, um, rain. Good for the bushes I transplanted.
I'm probably what the community would consider a bear myself. That Italian blood in me. My brother, who also powerlifts, shaves his chest and crap for competitions, which I don't understand. Whenever I go out, in all of my hairy glory, I usually get some sarcastic cat-call whistles, which usually puts me in a good mood for the upcoming lifts. I digress, though. This shall be my last post on this topic! Unless something interesting is posted, in which case, I take no responsibility for my actions.
Did I just find my boundaries with you? Sorry. My curiosity demands I watch them but it'll probably result in some really weird dreams. Ok, maybe one. Or two. Beautiful summer night, temperature is just right for lounging on the couch and, uhm, doing... uh... *closes incognito tabs*. Great weather.
Got my license. Made 4 errors out of an allowed 15. Gave the instructor a little whiplash at the start lol. I’m happy, but at the same time dry heaving because it was such a... gahghhhh experience. Somehow was both calm and nervous. Couldn’t concentrate with the window open while driving, but the AC is broken in my Dad’s car, so I felt rather gross. Plus the nerves. The instructor was super friendly though which made all the difference. My dad’s driving me home ironically.
Don't most of our threads end up being mildly inappropriate at some point? Sometimes even majorly. It's what we do best here: turn every topic into a discussion of food, booze, drugs, sex, or poop! I'm only half kidding.
“Appropriate” is entirely a matter of opinion. And what’s wrong with food, booze, drugs, sex and poop? They’re the things that make life worth living. Except poop. That really doesn’t contribute much to the situation at all.
Poem now your golden you can drive like a crazy person just like the rest of the world. *dont do what I did* I didn't check over my shoulder once when I should've, blind spots in my mirror, my car and there cars mirrors french kissed. Literally. Centimeters apart. I drifted back into my own lane white as a ghost. I'm sure there's a poem in there Poem "White as a Ghost" Congrats girl. What's next on the bucket list?