He died doing what he loved

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More than 0.1-1% if one spends 24 hours a day, wanking!

Oooft, the chafing!

 

[Fertile]

More than 0.1-1% if one spends 24 hours a day, wanking!

I see you have found your métier.

I don't even think of these things because you saw the crutches and were told of fucked hip and leg... but not quite the extent. I feel well rid of sexual urges - The male libido, as Socrates said, is like being “chained to a madman”.

I ENJOY the fact that I can now totally see through ladies who would use my libido to use me. In fact, it's often funny to see them lose it when their ONLY plan fails. I might add that most of my friends are ladies. They make better friends when you can weed out the users so efficiently.

For Christmas, one even bought me a tiny mirror and a little holder for coke. It's on a loupe around my neck. OK so it's HER favourite colour (green) but she has been dressing me for 10 years... which I like.

 

[ageingpartyfiend]

The male libido, as Socrates said, is like being “chained to a madman”.

I ENJOY the fact that I can now totally see through ladies who would use my libido to use me. In fact, it's often funny to see them lose it when their ONLY plan fails. I might add that most of my friends are ladies. They make better friends when you can weed out the users so efficiently.

Never a truer word spoken

I found the late 40s testosterone drop truly liberating - and I wasn't even a rampant tart before it (although I had periods of being so)

It's funny that we have no idea just how much it controls us until it dips.

 

[neversickanymore]

NSFW:

Play a Train Song
Todd Snyder

Smokin' long black Cadillac, the engine's winding down
He'd park it up on the sidewalk like he owned the whole damn town
I'd hear him talkin' to some chick through a thick ghost of smoke
Through a thicker haze of southern comfort and coke

He say "Girl, you're hotter than the hinges hanging off the gates of hell
Don't be afraid to turn to me, babe if he don't treat you well"
And by "He" he meant me, so I laughed and I shook his hand
And he laughed a little bit louder and then he'd yell up at the band

Play a train song, pour me one more round
Make 'em leave my boots on when they lay me down
I am a runaway locomotive, out of my one track mind
And I'm a-lookin' for any kinda trouble that I can find

I got this old black leather jacket, I got this pack of Marlboro Reds
I got this stash here in my pocket, I got these thoughts in my own head
The right to run until I've gotta walk or until I've got to crawl
I got moment that I'm in right now and nothing else at all

Play a train song, pour me one more round
Make 'em leave my boots on when they lay me down
I am a runaway locomotive, out of my one track mind

In the television, blizzard lights we looked around his place
We found him cold there on the sofa, a little smile across his face
And though I tried with all of my sadness, you know that I have still never weep
For a man who looked to me like he died laughin' in his sleep

Singin' a train song, drinkin' a-one last round
We made 'em leave his boots on on the day they laid him down
He was a runaway locomotive, out of his one track mind
Play a train song
Play a train song
Play a train song

much better just not to pass as then you can still do what you love

 

[Fertile]

Ah - a stand up who cannot tell jokes and a musician who cannot sing. I wonder if he began his creative career by being unable to juggle or other 'circus skills'.

 

[Skorpio]

Apparently the infamous 'masturbating man of Pompei' may not actually have been wanking after all when frozen forever in time by the volcanic eruption of Vesuveus. Some volcanologist expert has said that the heat of the volcanic eruption caused many corpses to twist into similar positions.

Some volcanologist experts also have reported that they were hanging curtains in the nude, and slipped, falling onto into a potato.