Alrighty Then
Back Up & Running
All fixed up and running.
Only cost me a buck fifty but that’s ok, beats shelling out four or five hundred for a new one, and a lesson learned, leave the technical shit up to the pros.
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H/T southernsideofme.tumblr.com
I get a lot of stuff from his site and links to others, probably time I give the site some props.
Tuesday Overdue Rule 5
Creep Gets Life Lesson
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I recall my first time with a condom, I was 16 or so. I went in to buy a packet of condoms at the pharmacy. There was this beautiful woman assistant behind the counter, and she could see that I was new at it. She handed me the package and asked if I knew how to wear one. I honestly answered, ‘No, this is my first time.’
So she unwrapped the package, took one out and slipped it over her thumb. She cautioned me to make sure it was on tight and secure. I apparently still looked confused. So, she looked all around the store to see if it was empty. It was empty.
‘Just a minute,’ she said, and walked to the door, and locked it. Taking my hand, she led me into the back room, unbuttoned her blouse and removed it. She unhooked her bra and laid it aside. ‘Do these excite you?’ She asked.
Well, I was so dumb-struck that all I could do was nod my head. She then said it was time to slip the condom on. As I was slipping it on, she dropped her skirt, removed her panties and lay down on a desk.
‘Well, come on’, she said, ‘We don’t have much time.’ So I climbed on her. It was so wonderful, that unfortunately, I could no longer hold back and KAPOWWWWWWWW, I was done within a few moments.
She looked at me with a bit of a frown. ‘Did you put that condom on?’ she asked.
I said, ‘I sure did,’ and held up my thumb to show her.
She fainted.”
Karma’s a Bitch
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A young Arab boy asks his father “What is that strange hat you are wearing?”
The father said: “Why, my son, it is a ‘chechia.’ In the desert it protects our heads from the intense heat of the sun.”
“And what is the long flowing robe you are wearing?” asked the boy.
“Oh, my son!” exclaimed the father “It is very simple. This is a ‘djbellah.’ As I have told you, in the desert it
is not only very hot, but the sand is always blowing. My djbellah protects the entire body,”
The son then asked: “But Father, what about those ugly shoes you have on yourfeet?”
“These are ‘babouches’ my son,” the father replied. You must understand that although the desert sands are
very beautiful, they are also extremely hot. These babouches’ keep us from burning our feet.”
“So tell me then,” added the boy.
“Yes, my son…”
“Why are you living in Minnesota and still wearing all this shit?
h/t Maggies Farm