i really always wondered if u like came a great deal, would they start swimming together and would the whole great wodge just like...end up squirming across the room if you left it long enough? made me think it has brains...which made me think it must be like eating caviar or sushi.
but pardoning me for likening it to eating fish. i only have my own frame of reference, of course... ;)
I beg to differ though. I think the screen door tastes better. And I'd rather eat pork or a whole bloody cow to meet my daily protein requirements.
~hol, who would also like to add that last time she made herself this great flank steak in a balsamic vinegarette with muchrooms, she gagged with every bite. That is *how* much I am not fan of protein of the white variety, and I've sucked a lot of cock. Thirty six to be exact (and anyone who gets that reference will score big in my books tonight.)
well, my two favorite lesbinas have not failed. yet again, to amuse me. 36 cocks, almost caught up to me hol! keep uip the good work! and licking screen doors? YUCK. but yer right, wish i could find a gay boy who could spark up a bbq after gettin a blwojob, silly sissy boys....
Well since I am a big fan of BBQ, I'd rather be by the outside grill anyday. However, that is not to say that I don't miss the power associated with getting my protein. So I'd have to have my steak and eat it too.
~hol, in the midst of a giggling fit induced by the memory of leading a workshop with an unnamed male friend on "10 tips to giving good head"
Just a bunch of writers getting carried away. Read it slowly...knowing this: The taste of sperm corresponds to the taste one would experience licking a screen door. The screen part, not the frame.
which one - the screen door or the mystery protein? LOL
~hol. who now also ponders why some kids dare to touch their tongue to a metal bar on a cold winder day...something tells me that's how Jules' 'screen licking' experiences came about.
We were all in my room talking about blowjobs and I, the lesbian, pulled out a dildo and taught the girls how to deep throat. So anyway, this other girl asked what semen tastes like. And none of us were really able to give a good description until my canmate said, "Back on the farm, my friends and I realized in ninth grade that cum tastes a lot like licking a screen door." She's very good about back on the farm references.
She never confirmed nor explained which of her friends made the discovery.
But you can be damn sure the seven of us pulled the screen off my window and sampled it.
I am guilty of licking many a steel jungle gym in the dead of winter. Because every time, I never actually thought my tongue would stay there. Actually, it's been a year or two...I'm probably due for a little skin regeneration any time.
Size schmize.
I'm procrastinating.
As a geek should.
It's like the Alice in Wonderland of threads.
Smaller and smaller and smaller.
Was that drink or eat?
Dropped Children's Lit before I got to that.
Well, okay, got to that.
Was drunk at the time.
State dependent learning.
I rocked that exam's ass.
Apparently. Then dropped the class.
Shouldn't of.
On video, a two hour lecture could be cut down to twenty minutes.
Only important stuff happened when the prof took off his glasses.
Otherwise, fast forward.
Rewind.
How big was the twinkerbell, JB?
maybe i'll talk to myself once an hour until i'm finished reading for this abstract. it's due in eight hours. so...in jules deadline time, about six comments to myself. and already i'm out of things to say. except maybe that my best friend is going to call with zoe stories. and those are always just fantastic fuel.
I think it's ironic that I pulled an all nighter and then didn't do any work. I tweezed my eyebrows, made a list of potential band names, and talked to my best friend in an ex-girlfriend story marathon.
So now I'm going to pretend that I'm just waking up. Take a shower. And actually do what I was supposed to.
JB Vice President and Drug Tzar of The Movement To Free Ommpa loompa Land From The Tyrannical Rule Of The Evil Capitalsitic Despot Willy Wonka And Associates
of this article once that I read in my grandfather's prevention magazine. Same article on impotence advised the importance of taking one's viagara and drinking one's shakes.
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swimmy little guys - cute, aren't they?
i really always wondered if u like came a great deal, would they start swimming together and would the whole great wodge just like...end up squirming across the room if you left it long enough? made me think it has brains...which made me think it must be like eating caviar or sushi.
but pardoning me for likening it to eating fish. i only have my own frame of reference, of course... ;)
-tiki
on caviar and sushi
Sperm as protein.
Tastes like screen door.
Don't believe me?
18 of 21 people who have tried it thus far agree.
But maybe it's a Canadian thing.
Lick a screen near you today.
ROTF
I beg to differ though. I think the screen door tastes better. And I'd rather eat pork or a whole bloody cow to meet my daily protein requirements.
~hol, who would also like to add that last time she made herself this great flank steak in a balsamic vinegarette with muchrooms, she gagged with every bite. That is *how* much I am not fan of protein of the white variety, and I've sucked a lot of cock. Thirty six to be exact (and anyone who gets that reference will score big in my books tonight.)
i dig sushi, but
screen door is, like, the only thing I miss about being a lesbian.
I mean, giving a blow job was always so much easier than cooking the cow. And then he would spark up the barbecue while I had the cigarette.
36 cocks and a cigarette
well, my two favorite lesbinas have not failed. yet again, to amuse me. 36 cocks, almost caught up to me hol! keep uip the good work! and licking screen doors? YUCK. but yer right, wish i could find a gay boy who could spark up a bbq after gettin a blwojob, silly sissy boys....
most times a spitter
Well since I am a big fan of BBQ, I'd rather be by the outside grill anyday. However, that is not to say that I don't miss the power associated with getting my protein. So I'd have to have my steak and eat it too.
~hol, in the midst of a giggling fit induced by the memory of leading a workshop with an unnamed male friend on "10 tips to giving good head"
Ok.. now I am thoroughly confused.
Adrift in Euphemisms, or just not comprehending this thread..?
screen doors? *shakes head in confusion*
'bird of a feather clump together like semen in water .. or something'
And i really do find the term 'playing the skin flute' amusing. *G*
I'm with you adrian
Am thoroughly baffled by this thread.
Also confused...
and I thought I was up to date in my slang terms... can you clue us in, or does the joke then become unfunny?
Karen
slang
Just a bunch of writers getting carried away. Read it slowly...knowing this: The taste of sperm corresponds to the taste one would experience licking a screen door. The screen part, not the frame.
Um
Why would anyone want to taste this?
which...
which one - the screen door or the mystery protein? LOL
~hol. who now also ponders why some kids dare to touch their tongue to a metal bar on a cold winder day...something tells me that's how Jules' 'screen licking' experiences came about.
Actually...
I was educated in December by one of my canmates.
We were all in my room talking about blowjobs and I, the lesbian, pulled out a dildo and taught the girls how to deep throat. So anyway, this other girl asked what semen tastes like. And none of us were really able to give a good description until my canmate said, "Back on the farm, my friends and I realized in ninth grade that cum tastes a lot like licking a screen door." She's very good about back on the farm references.
She never confirmed nor explained which of her friends made the discovery.
But you can be damn sure the seven of us pulled the screen off my window and sampled it.
I am guilty of licking many a steel jungle gym in the dead of winter. Because every time, I never actually thought my tongue would stay there. Actually, it's been a year or two...I'm probably due for a little skin regeneration any time.
ROTF
this is priceless. i need to start a collection of random Jules moments.
~hol
yeah...
if I'm one thing, it's definitely random.
~jules, posting because I'm wondering just how small these reply boxes can get.
jules=size queen
I didn't know you were a size queen jules.
erh...
size king....you're the queen o'size, o picky one :)
~hol
glass slippers
Size schmize.
I'm procrastinating.
As a geek should.
It's like the Alice in Wonderland of threads.
Smaller and smaller and smaller.
Was that drink or eat?
Dropped Children's Lit before I got to that.
Well, okay, got to that.
Was drunk at the time.
State dependent learning.
I rocked that exam's ass.
Apparently.
Then dropped the class.
Shouldn't of.
On video, a two hour lecture could be cut down to twenty minutes.
Only important stuff happened when the prof took off his glasses.
Otherwise, fast forward.
Rewind.
How big was the twinkerbell, JB?
How big is Big?
si je te le demandais, te coucherait tu aussi?
Grrr
I dont speak french Bryan! *does best whiney voice*
jamais
Sorry, Leisa.
Elle est tres miniscule. ~ho
Elle est tres miniscule.
~hol
LOL
So are these boxes.
This is a great experiment.
i think...
that we can't get any smaller....cause then i'll need new glasses
~hol...help me adrian....i have eye strain!
?
eye strain? you sure you didn't get cum in yer eye?
?
ROTF
~hol
here we go...
right back to the original topic of protein. lol.
.
Jus like a daisy chain
so small
Which is how cum is getting where it shouldn't?
.
Like in Hol's eye?
right
you caught me. there is cum in my eye...can we stop the size and amount of protein cuming in my direction now?
~hol
36
only you can control things. its about numbers.
wow
the new msn
hehe
I just want to be a part of the box experiment, i'm not all that fond of the cum discussion. ;-)
wait a minute
Are they getting bigger?
well
that's right strange.
it's three in the morning
maybe i'll talk to myself once an hour until i'm finished reading for this abstract. it's due in eight hours. so...in jules deadline time, about six comments to myself. and already i'm out of things to say. except maybe that my best friend is going to call with zoe stories. and those are always just fantastic fuel.
five in the morning
I think it's ironic that I pulled an all nighter and then didn't do any work. I tweezed my eyebrows, made a list of potential band names, and talked to my best friend in an ex-girlfriend story marathon.
So now I'm going to pretend that I'm just waking up. Take a shower. And actually do what I was supposed to.
shower
the very shower your friend was in yesterday with his old spice?
um...
YES, Bryan.
speaking of...
The other day I needed deodorant, cause I ran out, so I used Jason's. It was old spice.
~hol
TRANSLATIOn not needed....
Yes.
Yes.
haha.
Clerks rule! Just watched it again last night!
BTW i'm new here. Read my blog thingy to read about me if you give a damn :)
"i'm not even supposed to BE here today!"
happy now? hehehe...
Heterosexual head?
Oh please, stop it.
Male Sex Organ+ Females Sucking on It= The Possible Return of My Lunch
well...
I never have been that good at math, so....
Uhhh...
Tell me that's not referencing 'Clerks'?
originally, perhaps...
but as with all other things, this thread has taken on a mind of its own. It's all JB's fault :-) (kidding -- know that I love ya, hon)
~Linds
no
Nothing is ever my fault! never!
JB
Vice President and Drug Tzar of The Movement To Free Ommpa loompa Land From The Tyrannical Rule Of The Evil Capitalsitic Despot Willy Wonka And Associates
which reminds me
of this article once that I read in my grandfather's prevention magazine. Same article on impotence advised the importance of taking one's viagara and drinking one's shakes.