Sometimes, you can't help it, no?
Your mind just goes "there".


Maybe it's when a person says something completely innocent, but you
just start going "there". Sometimes your reaction is one of complete
amusement, and you keep it locked inside of you. Sometimes, you giggle,
and sometimes you just bust out laughing.

At other times, you pitch tent, and must stay seated. You just never
know.




What situations have your mind gone "There"?




.
[Edited 4/11/10 16:44pm]

it happens to me often. like once a day at least, if not more.

I hate pitching tents when I'm not in a proper tent-pitching venue.

it scares to me to think, i always feel like "i know where you're going with that." ..

my mind is always THERE. i need more maturity.

TheVoid said:

It probably goes without saying that this is, in fact, the horse she rode in on.

FauxReal said:

insatiable3 said:

co-

Happened to me today. My friend asked his wife "how's your kitty?" I had to turn away.

All the time. I have such a filthy mind, it's amazing there's room for anything else in my head.

meow85 said:

My mind just went there.

lets wrap this up now...

omg, at the moment I'm living there.

I believe it's a combination of punkmistress's boob thread (and my current fascination with Japanese girls' boobs) and my wife skipping rope. Seriously.

I get told that i have a dirty mind - but honestly; if they get what i'm thinking / saying - well they do too!

And.....Poor horsey!

Anytime anyone ever says anything that can be REMOTELY construed as innuendo, I reply with:

"That's what she said..."

Timeless, and classic.

What does that even mean?

all of the above BUT somehow, somewhere Imago pops in and either ruins it or makes it that much better...

Good grief

You too , ren!

TheVoid said:

I am doing this SO much since I got to know you it just ain't right...

RenHoek said:

Did Mushanga ever share her story with you?

She has to take care of very ill patients, and sometimes, she has to
use KY lubricant, but one time, while helping out a very ill (possibly
terminally ill) patient, she saw the ky tube, thought of me, and had
to fight to stop busting out laughing.


Oh to be a fly on the wall that day.

TheVoid said:

you're like our own sick little Dalai Lama... you permeate our essence and we haven't even met...

RenHoek said:

TheVoid said:

I'm farting incense in your honor...

My mind has been *going there* for way too long. Like as soon as I knew about sex, it was over. And it also didn't help that a certain small man was humping floors and showing his buttcheeks thru yella clothing.

When I was a kid, I didn't quite get why things went there. I guess around age ten, the gutter in my mind was fully formed. It's part of the reason I can't really look at people sometimes. Or pay full attention. Trust me, my ex is the only one who knows about my endless filthy mind. I had a joke for everything. He loved it, of course. He'd just be silly back at me.

I think the only other person is my cousin. We have terrible inside jokes about bananas and hot dogs. So now any time one of us tries to eat one in front of the other, it takes a good 10 minutes of giggling and eating.

TheVoid said:

Don't spread this story out of it's range, Dan..

She wasn't - thank gawd - very , possibly terminally ill, no, just had a very, very, very ill vagina.
[Edited 4/11/10 23:21pm]

Mushanga said:

To answer your question, YES, of fuck yes, my mind goes THERE like a monigraming is to a motherfucker...

Everybody associates me to sex, every-fucking-body I know&meet nowadays, I'm thought to be as a total perv and always thinking about sex, constantly going THERE. Like fucking hell, I'm MORE than just sex, gawddammit!!!

Mushanga said:

You are sex though.

Mushanga said:

You said "vagina"

Fauxie said:

bboy87 said: