How much your hatred gives me sweet dirty pleasure :D

my three year old could tell you privacy in the bathroom is a myth.

 

So i'm gathering she invades your toilet time Rose?

 

We need pictures.

 

I'm not really a big one for privacy. I think the Army has something to do with that, as well as being raised in a family of eleven. That's total, so nine kids and two parents.
The house I live in faces a large CVS parking lot on the main street of Binghamton (which interestingly is called Main Street). My windows face the parking lot, and they are almost floor-to-ceiling. When it's dark outside and the light is on, you can see everything that goes on inside, since I have no curtains. That in no way prevents me from walking in and dropping my towel after a shower. A few girls have expressed discomfort either before or after sex, whichever time they discovered the lack of visual barrier to the myriad NWAs and ghetto white folk who frequent our street and the parking lot.

 

That's when you say 'smile for the scrapbook', and stick while waving towards your windows.

 

Be careful; stuff like that can lead to having sex in CVS. Of course, in there you've got a near-limitless supply of condoms.

 

And mouthwash, in case she's one of those types that want you to kiss them after they tongue-wrestle the one-eyed snake.

 

Hmmmm nothing worse when your in the moment and forget that.

 

The trick is just not to forget that the girl just swallowed your firstborn.

 

How the hell can you call that "the trick"? I want to puke even more after reading hat. Ew.

No, the last thing in the entire act should be the wrestling of the certain snake.

 

'the entire act'

See, it's usually more of a three act play with me, with a break for refreshments and a choral accompianment.

 

besides which, it's no picnic for her to go down on you after the "main" act. the best appetizer, of course, is a mutual going down.

 

I like to start with going down on the girl, because after that she's willing to do pretty much anything. I like to use my fingers and tongue for synergy.

 

if you ever get married, that'll be a good trick to keep in mind.

 

Is he mad enough to get married?

 

If by "mad" you mean crazy, then I'm mad enough to do many things. Personally I think getting married is a pretty sane thing to do. My parents are good role models for that. You don't have nine kids because you don't like sex.

 

What you call synergy, I call standard operating proceedure.

 

unless you're catholic. or irish. or both.

 

i see unwashed multitudes in his future...