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[KDOUBLEU]

Thank you, kindly.

I think it should be Masturbation then Prayer.

[Gideon]

Thank you, kindly.

I think it should be Masturbation then Prayer.

Alas, I tend to pass out immediately afterward.

[KDOUBLEU]

Thank you, kindly.

I think it should be Masturbation then Prayer.

Alas, I tend to pass out immediately afterward.

Ah, that will change with age my boy.

[Gideon]

Thank you, kindly.

I think it should be Masturbation then Prayer.

Alas, I tend to pass out immediately afterward.

Ah, that will change with age my boy.

[larryfromnextdoor]

Thank you, kindly.

I think it should be Masturbation then Prayer.

.......masturbation ...BEFORE prayer.... yea..

[Rockindeano]

Gideon, try this game. This is my new thing. I take 4 tylenol PM's and then try to whack it off twice before I pass out. I swear to shit, I woke up once with my rod in my hand and drooped over the office chair. I felt kind of like Moses with the shaft and all.

Best of all, it costs about 50 cents to play.

[cyndy!]

Gideon, try this game. This is my new thing. I take 4 tylenol PM's and then try to whack it off twice before I pass out. I swear to shit, I woke up once with my rod in my hand and drooped over the office chair. I felt kind of like Moses with the shaft and all.

Best of all, it costs about 50 cents to play.

it's so nice to see the old-timers guiding the younguns through life with helpful advice such as this.

[Rockindeano]

Gideon, try this game. This is my new thing. I take 4 tylenol PM's and then try to whack it off twice before I pass out. I swear to shit, I woke up once with my rod in my hand and drooped over the office chair. I felt kind of like Moses with the shaft and all.

Best of all, it costs about 50 cents to play.

it's so nice to see the old-timers guiding the younguns through life with helpful advice such as this.

I am sorry, I forgot to mention tha you are the one who suggested this fine game to me. Sorry for the omission, CP

[stevew2]

Gideon, try this game. This is my new thing. I take 4 tylenol PM's and then try to whack it off twice before I pass out. I swear to shit, I woke up once with my rod in my hand and drooped over the office chair. I felt kind of like Moses with the shaft and all.

Best of all, it costs about 50 cents to play.

did you split The Red Sea?

[Rockindeano]

I fucked it up...I meant to say Staff, and no, the only thing I split was my office chair.

[annie89509]

You can't get this sort of entertainment anywhere. Egads ... we talk and whine about all the drama that is Journey. Seems we create plenty of drama among the masses in this MR community. I do believe if the guys/gals in the Journey camp read here, they're laughing their asses off at us.

[stevew2]

:lol: You can't get this sort of entertainment anywhere. Egads ... we talk and whine about all the drama that is Journey. Seems we create plenty of drama among the masses in this MR community. I do believe if the guys/gals in the Journey camp read here, they're laughing their asses off at us.

except

[annpea]

[

quote="Gideon"]It's actually in my nightly ritual. Prayer, masturbation, plokking. In that order.

[/quote] Now that's a good one!

[annpea]

Gideon, try this game. This is my new thing. I take 4 tylenol PM's and then try to whack it off twice before I pass out. I swear to shit, I woke up once with my rod in my hand and drooped over the office chair. I felt kind of like Moses with the shaft and all.

Best of all, it costs about 50 cents to play.

it's so nice to see the old-timers guiding the younguns through life with helpful advice such as this.

I agree cyndy teach 'em while they're young and they will never stray off the beaten path.

[Gideon]

Gideon, try this game. This is my new thing. I take 4 tylenol PM's and then try to whack it off twice before I pass out. I swear to shit, I woke up once with my rod in my hand and drooped over the office chair. I felt kind of like Moses with the shaft and all.

Best of all, it costs about 50 cents to play.

Jesus Christ, lmao.

[Blueskies]

I think this is a good thread to share a few anecdotes...here's one:




Wranglers and Stranglers

Years ago there was a group of brilliant young men at the University of Wisconsin, who seemed to have amazing creative literary talent. They were would-be poets, novelists, and essayists. They were extraordinary in their ability to put the English language to its best use. These promising young men met regularly to read and critique each other's work. And critique it they did!

These men were merciless with one another. They dissected the most minute literary expression into a hundred pieces. They were heartless, tough, even mean in their criticism. The sessions became such arenas of literary criticism that the members of this exclusive club called themselves the "Stranglers."

Not to be outdone, the women of literary talent in the university were determined to start a club of their own, one comparable to the Stranglers. They called themselves the "Wranglers." They, too, read their works to one another. But there was one great difference. The criticism was much softer, more positive, more encouraging. Sometimes, there was almost no criticism at all. Every effort, even the most feeble one, was encouraged.

Twenty years later an alumnus of the university was doing an exhaustive study of his classmates' careers when he noticed a vast difference in the literary accomplishments of the Stranglers as opposed to the Wranglers. Of all the bright young men in the Stranglers, not one had made a significant literary accomplishment of any kind. From the Wranglers had come six or more successful writers, some of national renown such as Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings, who wrote The Yearling.

Talent between the two? Probably the same. Level of education? Not much difference. But the Stranglers strangled, while the Wranglers were determined to give each other a lift. The Stranglers promoted an atmosphere of contention and self doubt. The Wranglers highlighted the best, not the worst.


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[Blueskies]

The Lion and The cougar

A pointed fable is told about a young lion and a cougar. Both thirsty, the animals arrived at their usual water hole at the same time. They immediately began to argue about who should satisfy their thirst first. The argument became heated, and each decided he would rather die than give up the privilege of being first to quench his thirst. As they stubbornly confronted each other, their emotions turned to rage. Their cruel attacks on each other were suddenly interrupted. They both looked up. Circling overhead was a flock of vultures waiting for the loser to fall. Quietly, the two beasts turned and walked away. The thought of being devoured was all they needed to end their quarrel.

[Blueskies]

Complain! Complain! Complain!

It takes a disciplined spirit to endure the monastery on Mount Serat in Spain. One of the fundamental requirements of this religious order is that the young men must maintain silence. Opportunities to speak are scheduled once every two years, at which time they are allowed to speak only two words.

One young initiate in this religious order, who had completed his first two years of training, was invited by his superior to make his first two-word presentation. "Food terrible," he said. Two years later the invitation was once again extended. The young man used this forum to exclaim, "Bed lumpy." Arriving at his superior's office two years later he proclaimed, "I quit." The superior looked at this young monk and said, "You know, it doesn't surprise me a bit. All you've done since you arrived is complain, complain, complain.

Exaggerated? Maybe. What if you were asked to share two words that describe your Life? would your focus be the lumps, bumps, and unfairness, or are you committed to dwell on those things that are good, right, and lovely?

[Blueskies]

The Whole World Came Together

The young mother was ready for a few minutes of relaxation after a long and demanding day. However, her young daughter had other plans for her mother's time.

"Read me a story, Mom," the little girl requested. "Give Mommy a few minutes to relax and unwind. Then I'll be happy to read you a story," pleaded the mother.

The little girl was insistent that Mommy read to her now. With a stroke of genius, the mother tore off the back page of the magazine she was reading. It contained a full-page picture of the world. As she tore it into several pieces, Mom asked her daughter to put the picture together and then she would read her a story. Surely this would buy her considerable relaxing moments.

A short time later, the little girl announced the completion of her puzzle project. To her astonishment, she found the world picture completely assembled. When she asked her daughter how she managed to do it so quickly, the little girl explained that on the reverse side of the page was the picture of a little girl. "You see, Mommy, when I got the little girl together, the whole world came together."

Each of us has the responsibility to put our world together. It starts by getting ourselves put together. We can become better parents, friends, spouses, employees, and employers. The first step is changing our attitude.

[Blueskies]

The Whole World Stinks

Wise men and philosophers throughout the ages have disagreed on many things, but many are in unanimous agreement on one point: "We become what we think about." Ralph Waldo Emerson said, "A man is what he thinks about all day long." The Roman emperor Marcus Aurelius put it this way: "A man's life is what his thoughts make of it." In the Bible we find: "As a man thinks in his heart, so is he."

One Sunday afternoon, a cranky grandfather was visiting his family. As he lay down to take a nap, his grandson decided to have a little fun by putting Limburger cheese on Grandfather's mustache. Soon, grandpa awoke with a snort and charged out of the bedroom saying, "This room stinks." Through the house he went, finding every room smelling the same. Desperately he made his way outside only to find that "the whole world stinks!"

So it is when we fill our minds with negativism. Everything we experience and everybody we encounter will carry the scent we hold in our mind.

[Blueskies]

A Short Course in Human Relations The six most important words: I admit that I was wrong. The five most important words: You did a great job. The four most important words: What do you think? The three most important words: Could you please. . . The two most important words: Thank you. The most important word: We. The least important word: I.

[Blueskies]

I love this song...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZtPF9M3nIHs

have a great weekend, everyone!

[stevew2]

What the hell are you talking about

[Don]

What the hell are you talking about

You little stalker.

[stevew2]

What the hell are you talking about

You little stalker.

She must be high

[G.I.Jim]

What the hell are you talking about

You little stalker.

She must be high

I was thinking the same thing! That was some crazy posting right there!

[Jana]

What the hell are you talking about

You little stalker.

She must be high

I was thinking the same thing! That was some crazy posting right there!

Phyllis is high on life.

[Blueskies]

What the hell are you talking about

You little stalker.

She must be high

I was thinking the same thing! That was some crazy posting right there!

These are things that go to what has been discussed in this thread. You've never read an anecdote before?
..bullcrap, Jim...I don't believe you don't understand the points of what the posts contain. You have some depth or you wouldn't write the songs that you do, so who are you trying to kid?

[G.I.Jim]

What the hell are you talking about

You little stalker.

She must be high

I was thinking the same thing! That was some crazy posting right there!

These are things that go to what has been discussed in this thread. You've never read an anecdote before?
..bullcrap, Jim...I don't believe you don't understand the points of what the posts contain. You have some depth or you wouldn't write the songs that you do, so who are you trying to kid?

I read a couple of them (and YES...I do know what they are smarty-pants! ). It's just that you wrote about 7 or 8 all in a row (some of them were too damn long to read!), then posted a song. I get the point, but it's like you were just having a conversation all by yourself. Not that there's anything wrong with that... I have a party of one all the time!:wink:

[Blueskies]

What the hell are you talking about

You little stalker.

She must be high

I was thinking the same thing! That was some crazy posting right there!

These are things that go to what has been discussed in this thread. You've never read an anecdote before?
..bullcrap, Jim...I don't believe you don't understand the points of what the posts contain. You have some depth or you wouldn't write the songs that you do, so who are you trying to kid?

I read a couple of them (and YES...I do know what they are smarty-pants! ). It's just that you wrote about 7 or 8 all in a row (some of them were too damn long to read!), then posted a song. I get the point, but it's like you were just having a conversation all by yourself. Not that there's anything wrong with that... I have a party of one all the time!:wink:

ADD aflicted? Sorry, I didn't know. Some things take more then one anecdote...and it takes a smarty pants to know one!