Originally Posted by Loki
That only works if you're not drunk as well. And given how alert a drunk chick would be, you'd be just as well in using another object.While using another object is fne, please don't group all drunk chicks together.
Hell, I'm fantastic even when I can't remember a thing.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
No, not really. Unless you're a dumbass/inexperienced alky and don't know your drunk well enough to predict the onset of whiskey dick.
Drunk doesn't mean blind, silly cat. But you do bring up another important advantage... drunk chicks aren't alert enough to tell if you're wearing your raincoat or not!And given how alert a drunk chick would be, you'd be just as well in using another object.
Also, no, you wouldn't be just as well off using another object, since you're generally looking to get an orgasm out of the deal too.
"I predict future happiness for Americans if they can prevent the government from wasting the labors of the people under the pretense of taking care of them."
"The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants."
-- Thomas Jefferson: American Founding Father, clairvoyant and seditious traitor.
It's not just whiskey dick that is the problem, from my experiences with drinkers.
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I'm done, now. I would like to know if anyone besides me and Nessie would appreciate a NSFW piccy thread, though.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Your books are leading you astray Loki
"Son," he said without preamble, "never trust a man who doesn't drink, because he's probably a self-righteous sort, a man who thinks he knows right from wrong all the time. Some of them are good men, but in the name of goodness, they cause most of the suffering in the world. They're the judges, the meddlers. And, son, never trust a man who drinks but refuses to get drunk. They're usually afraid of something deep down inside, either that they're a coward or a fool or mean and violent. You can't trust a man who's afraid of himself. But sometimes, son, you can trust a man who occasionally kneels before a toilet. The chances are that he is learning something about humility and his natural human foolishness, about how to survive himself. It's damned hard for a man to take himself too seriously when he's heaving his guts into a dirty toilet bowl.
O? Do tell. I like knowledge. (Assuming, of course, you're not talking about getting puked on or something really dumb like that.) Only problem I've ever had was... um, being unable to... finish, but that just sucked for me. She was rather impressed, and I got to try to sleep with a raging boner I couldn't get rid of.
Me, please!
"I predict future happiness for Americans if they can prevent the government from wasting the labors of the people under the pretense of taking care of them."
"The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants."
-- Thomas Jefferson: American Founding Father, clairvoyant and seditious traitor.
My problem with really drunk men isn't so much the whiskey dick or the inability to finish (which is an issue to me - I tend to like the tasty filling at the end, no matter what variety of sexing comes before that), but the lack of finesse. With women, the coordination problems are really the big issue.
It's not everyone; there are plenty of people who are more than capable of handling their liquor.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Yeah... maybe I'm still young enough that this is pretty common anyway, drunk or sober, so you tend to barely notice. <sigh> And the ones who do know how to handle a dick are crazy, bitchy, ice-princesses, stuck-up or knocked-up.
Well, fuck it... I guess I'll head out and see if I can hook up with a crazy, bitchy, stuck-up ice princess tonight. Wish me luck, I guess - maybe I'll wreck on the way to the bar.
"I predict future happiness for Americans if they can prevent the government from wasting the labors of the people under the pretense of taking care of them."
"The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants."
-- Thomas Jefferson: American Founding Father, clairvoyant and seditious traitor.
Have fun!
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
So we're both recycled in the circles of love
So we're both recycled
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
Ah yes, the score was excellent in the films
I am pretty much doing the Lolli thing, but very limited. BSG first two seasons were recommended, and I had no regrets. But I don't want to do it weekly, because that's the hooked part. I'd rather just score the DVD and watch most of it at one or a couple of shots. I may actually try Lost this way at some point.Some advice - rely on suckers like lolli to recommend good TV shows/serials... and then get the DVDs at the end of each season.Way cheaper than movies on a $/entertained time metric.
Or become a techie and learn how to download the new stuff automatically each week. Probably a better idea for you to do the DVD thing.
It is an excellent sig. Spot on.
I disagree. There's lots of fun to be had without alcohol, true. But there are a ton of parties I recall that were a heckuva lot of fun in part because alcohol was involved. And there are a few parties that I DON'T remember because alcohol was involved, but I'm told they were a lot of fun, too.
"Do remember to remind me, if I had a good time"But there are a ton of parties I recall that were a heckuva lot of fun in part because alcohol was involved. And there are a few parties that I DON'T remember because alcohol was involved, but I'm told they were a lot of fun, too.
From my party days, my thing was always asking the next day "did I say goodbye?"
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
In college played on an IM broomball team called "Too drunk to score." We won 2 IM championships.
Shame on you and whoever you get movie advice from!
The Rules
Copper- behave toward others to elicit treatment you would like (the manipulative rule)
Gold- treat others how you would like them to treat you (the self regard rule)
Platinum - treat others the way they would like to be treated (the PC rule)
Whomever, object of the preposition.
And film advice is obviously subjective.
Since when do you apologize for Dread??? Also, its the internet, we don't have to type corfuckingayrectumly.
The Rules
Copper- behave toward others to elicit treatment you would like (the manipulative rule)
Gold- treat others how you would like them to treat you (the self regard rule)
Platinum - treat others the way they would like to be treated (the PC rule)
I'm just saying. And there is a difference between typos and grammatical mistakes.
How is incorrectly labeling something a "gorefest" subjective?
What's an objective measure of something's goriNess?
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
One man's Bambi is another man's gorefest.
Yes.
You know, that "I'm just saying" sounds a lot like Cain. And also: <shrug>I'm just saying. And there is a difference between typos and grammatical mistakes.
I agree with you. Its not a gore festival at all.
You are the narcissist, ya projectionist bitch.
No. And Bambi was sad.One man's Bambi is another man's gorefest.
The Rules
Copper- behave toward others to elicit treatment you would like (the manipulative rule)
Gold- treat others how you would like them to treat you (the self regard rule)
Platinum - treat others the way they would like to be treated (the PC rule)
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