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Printablefeltbluish said: pierced my own left nipple and my navel (thrice!) Oh! 
That must have been painful feltbluish, and thrice as well! | |
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Lleena said: feltbluish said: pierced my own left nipple and my navel (thrice!) Oh!
That must have been painful feltbluish, and thrice as well! twas quite!! The navel never hurt...no blood either...well, not much at all -------------------------------------------------
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IceNine said: wellbeyond said: IceNine said: I once applied for a marriage license with a chicken, you know, in order to actually be married before having sexual intercourse... I was arrested instead.
Shoulda tried Kentucky... Good point! I think that you could get away with it in Arkansas as well, but you have to be a blood relative with the chicken in order to get approval. As a Kentuckian, I know this. Currently, you are not allowed to marry a chicken in this find state. Cows, horses, and goats are the only acceptable breeds of animals. -------
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BattierBeMyDaddy said: IceNine said: wellbeyond said: IceNine said: I once applied for a marriage license with a chicken, you know, in order to actually be married before having sexual intercourse... I was arrested instead.
Shoulda tried Kentucky... Good point! I think that you could get away with it in Arkansas as well, but you have to be a blood relative with the chicken in order to get approval. As a Kentuckian, I know this. Currently, you are not allowed to marry a chicken in this find state. Cows, horses, and goats are the only acceptable breeds of animals. So much for progress! When will the rights of chicken fuckers be recognized??? SUPERJOINT RITUAL - http://www.superjointritual.com
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I had sex with my boyfriend on the fire escape of my work building. Couldn't help myself, he was just so damn delicious!!!  [This message was edited Mon Oct 7 5:29:23 PDT 2002 by silkyspread] | |
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 I'm pleading the 5th.  | |
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I did 2 much naughty things that i dont remember  | |
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Actually. I just typed in some of the things I have done over the years and on seeing it all listed out like that, it is far too shitty to post  I think I'll keep my skeletons in the closet for a bit longer. Luckily I'm never troubled by such annoyances as pangs of conscience, or that really would be a pain | |
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Menage au. . .damn, what's the French word for six?
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had sex with someone i just met 10 minutes earler
behind the carousel in Central Park. comes to mind. it was hot. | |
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Well, let's see...i always incriminate myself, but i will tell a story about a friend of mine, although i am part of the story:
I used to bartend with a buddy at a downtown bar and we still play basketball once every two weeks or 3 weeks. Anyway, one of our things was, we would never touch the same chick the other had already slept with. Well, i slept with a waitress 'Jill' we both worked with, who eventually became his roommate about a year later. He had a longtime girlfriend at the time who stayed nights at his apartment about 4 or 5 nights a week. One night after a few drinks--i found out that after his girlfriend left to go to work, Jill would jump into bed with him as soon as her car drove off-no shower, no bath...nothing. Total sloppy seconds, and she knew the girlfriend was just there. Now everytime we play b-ball, i throw off his shot by mumbling "Jill" under my breath.  I got him on another chick, but he still denies it 'til this very day. Woo hoo![This message was edited Thu Oct 10 10:20:24 PDT 2002 by mrchristian] | |
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