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11 days ago
@misterorange, see link
@mogul1985 as you desire
https://twitter.com/JebraFaushay/status/1691990047916950009
joking
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11 days ago
Little Johnny asked for a bike for his birthday.
His dad said: “We’d get you one but our mortgage is $80,000 and your mom has lost her job.”
Next day little Johnny walked out with his suitcase packed, his dad asks: “Where are you going son?”
Little Johnny replied: “I walked past your room last night and heard you tell mom you were pulling out, then I heard mom tell you to wait coz she was coming too, I’m not staying here on my own with an $80,000 mortgage and no bike!”
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12 days ago
Asking for a gift is a breach of accepted etiquette any time as well as being extremely low class.
My advice is to tell her that you’ve already given her a gift but didn’t know how to break the news. Then tell her that syphilis is curable if treated early and she should see her gynecologist soon. And she may want to take her girl friend along with her.
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12 days ago
@nicespice
Always pleased and a bit surprised to see you still here when I drop in. My question to you is how do your dances compare to your post?
Depending on your answer maybe I’ll finally make an effort to find out. lol
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12 days ago
An odd thread for me to comment on as I have no interest in “strip club clothing”. I dress for function and as far as belts go, I mostly use belts designed for travel. I have several of varying brands but this is the one I mostly wear.:
https://pacsafe.com/collections/wallets/products/cashsafe-anti-theft-travel-wallet-belt
It has no metal so no need to strip down at airports and while I rarely use the money belt aspect it is nice to have. Germaine to this post it is a cinch belt so it always fits perfectly. The “buckle” is a small smooth plastic piece that cinches down and has never failed. It can be opened with a quick flick of the finger. I’m sure it won’t irritate your overhanging belly fat.
For pants take a look at Kuhl brand. They have several styles and colors. They are light weight, smooth to the touch, thin and amazingly durable. Good enough appearance to pass for business casual.
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12 days ago
Do some women lose interest in sex as they get married/older?
Yes, and so do some men. But surprise, surprise some women and some men don’t lose interest.
As far as my own anecdotal experience, recent divorcees are hot to trot. Quite possibly because they weren’t having sex at all with their ex while hating his ass during the divorce process. Their devil may care sexual behavior seems to wane after a while based on my experience.
Now IME married women cheating on their husband are a different story. I’ve been lied to by numerous women who told me they weren’t or were no longer married. They were all horny as all get up and did not seem interested in ever stopping getting fucked by someone not their husband.
I was seduced by an RN in California who was 52 at the time we started our four year adventure. I had business that required my presence about every six weeks. For a week to ten days each month she would come to my hotel after her shift and we would fuck and suck many more times than I would have ever thought possible. She would go home and be back at 4 in the morning with coffee. We would fuck once or twice before she had to go to work. She was literally insatiable.
She had told me she was separated and her husband had moved out. I came to strongly doubt that. In four years time she only spent the entire night one time and while she didn’t mind being seen with me away from her city she was adamant that we not be seen together locally. I often suspected her husband was listening in on our phone calls. I don’t know if he was a cuck or what the real story was. I called it quits after seriously becoming tired of being her sex toy. She was not happy.
So no, not all women lose interest but as others have alluded to, they may lose interest in their mate.
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13 days ago
@wallanon. Not to out do you but I must. I fucked a girl (another waitress in a club it turns out) who had seven kids. Yes SEVEN!!! No twins. No husbands.
Being a smart-ass, I asked her “How did that happen?” Her straight up deadpan reply “I like to fuck.”
We fucked on two more occasions when I threw in the towel after she kept pushing for me to meet her children. To her and my credit the sex was some of the best I’ve had. Practice makes perfect.
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13 days ago
"to LOVE a woman"
Now hold on there. That was totally uncalled for. lolololol
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13 days ago
@Puddy Tat "Come to think of that, a lot of civvies do that too."
Yes, yes they do. Women, you can't live with them, something, something, blah blah blah.
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14 days ago
Oh, I know…
My stripper fantasy would be that she and her entire extended family never have another life-threatening emergency. I’ve never known anyone with worse luck than her.
Always another emergency keeping her poor and in desperate need of money.
lololololol
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2 months ago
Three bulls heard the rancher was bringing another bull onto the ranch.
First Bull: “I’ve been here five years. I’m not giving this new bull any of my 100 cows.”
Second Bull: “I’ve been here three years, and have earned my right to 50 cows. I’m keeping all my cows.”
Third Bull: “I’ve been here a year, and so far, you guys have only let me have 10 cows. I may not be as big as you fellows, but I’m keeping all 10 of my cows.”
Just then an 18-wheeler pulls up in the pasture, carrying the biggest bull they’ve ever seen.
At 4,700 pounds, each step he takes strains the steel ramp.
First Bull: “I think I can spare a few cows for our new friend.”
Second Bull: “I actually have too many cows to take care of. I can spare a few. I’m certainly not looking for an argument.”
They look over at the third bull, and find him pawing the dirt, shaking his horns and snorting.
First Bull: “Son, don’t be foolish, let him have some of your cows, and live to tell about it.”
Third Bull: “Hell, he can have all my cows. I’m just making sure he knows I’m a bull.”
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3 months ago
You should definitely be worried. It’s only getting worse but you should not give up. Limit your exposure everywhere and every way possible. I would never let a club scan my ID or use a credit card/ATM but there are other places that you may not be as free to just walk away from.
Get yourself a passport ID card to go along with your passport. The cards are only meant to ease crossing the Canadian and Mexican borders but they are in fact official US government identification cards. The only information on the card is your name and date of birth plus your photo and passport number.
It’s not a solution but as I said always try to limit your exposure.
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3 months ago
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ItsmytimeI’ve had enough and I can’t take it any more
“since I guess it is pretty obvious that I don't speak Spanish.”
Why would it be obvious before she spoke to you? Maybe a topic for a different thread.
Anyways back to the topic, I don’t give a fuck and never have. I was recently keeping company with (shit I’m old) a particular stripper. I went to where she worked to see her (why do they rob banks, cause that’s where the money is – well not anymore but I digress). Anyways this girl was working in a Hells Angels bar and then switched to a loud Miami vibe deeply black club. Of course, I followed her even though I didn’t much care for either club by themselves. The owners of both clubs bought me drinks and spent time socializing with me no doubt trying to figure me out. I’m simply a monger doing mongering things.
The only time that I came a little close to having a problem was years ago when a bartender informed me that the outlaw bikers that occupied a bar which was attached to a strip club had been giving me the stink eye. He told them that I was only there chasing a particular piece of tail. The girl was kind of like their little sister and until she told them to fuck-off I was still suspect. Afterward we all sang Kumbaya (fuck I’m old).
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3 months ago
^^^ I don't know where my mind is these days. Well actually it's in the gutter but I digress.
You can buy Azithromycin over the counter without a prescription at any farmacia in Mexico. Unlike the standard 250 mg dose in the States, you will almost certainly get 500mg tablets. Take one 500mg tablet each day for three days. If that doesn't fix you up, go to a doctor.
Disclaimer: This is not medical advice, just something I over heard at Home Depot or Starbucks or somewhere.
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3 months ago
You're not going to die. At least not from criminals unless you do something stupid like trying to resist. Petty crime, pick-pocketing and strong armed robbery are real concerns but you are more likely to be ripped off by taxi drivers. In fact almost a guaranteed event.
Respiratory infection from the unbelievably bad air pollution is a bigger threat. Take a mask if you think it will help but take along some Azithromycin if you are really going to be in the city for a month. You'll be glad you did when you're coughing up a lung from pneumonia. And taking some eye drops if you suffer from eye irritation would also be a good idea.
And go to the Cafe de Tacuba. At least you'll eat well in a nice authentic old Mexico restaurant. Buen provecho.
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3 months ago
@jackslash
I don’t have any current SC info but you can refer to my review of Queens for a starting point. CDMX has never been my favorite and it has a horrible SC scene on top of everything else. The air pollution is the major danger there. I get ill every time I have to visit and I almost never get ill anywhere else in the world. I personally could not survive for a month in the city (LITERALLY).
Myself, I stay in Reforma which has all the homo places and can be horribly loud at night so ask for a room away from the noise. The advantage of Reforma is that it is pretty damn safe and the sex shop/industry may lead you to something worthwhile.
Oh yeah, "no homo". That's what I'm supposed to say, right?
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3 months ago
“I thin [sic] you would actually be amazed at how the dancers act when a guy has money.”
Oh, I know how a dancer behaves when a guy has money. That’s why you should never flash cash or let it be known that the bulge in your pocket is anything but your manhood. You’re setting yourself up to be taken advantage of in so many different ways. Always fly under the radar…
That was actually my second observation from your true story. The first is you went in reeking of desperation. In the real world all women can sense desperation which is why so many guys can’t get laid even in a whore house. Sorry but try as you might, there is no way to not be desperate when that’s what you are.
Lastly some advice from my real life experience. Sitting with a favorite in a club in the States we were approached and interrupted by three visiting French tourists. They matter of fact asked who to talk to about getting laid thinking the club was a whore house as well as just a strip club. Without missing a beat my sweet young companion told them they couldn’t do that in here but to go to a building down the street and they would find what they were looking for. As I stared at my girl next door college student in surprised disbelief that she would know such a thing, she looked at me and said “what?”.
So, the take away advice I’d give you is to start practicing a fake French accent and see how it goes.
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3 months ago
@Hank Moody. I have always been of the philosophy that “tomorrow we may die” and it has always frustrated me when other people or institutions or governments or society made me wait to live my life to the fullest.
If I had a grandson, I would give him advice to avoid waiting. There is a passage from a Polish author whose name eludes me but he was describing a desolate place the he was passing through. It was wind swept and cold empty space like in Eastern Europe where a border guard had stood watch waiting for something. Maybe he was waiting for an enemy. He wasn’t sure but he knew he was waiting there for something. After years and years of waiting for that enemy who never came, he put a bullet through his brains out of pure boredom.
So, to that grandson of mine that I hope doesn’t exist, I would tell him not to live a wasted life always waiting for something. YOLO.
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3 months ago
@sinclair. That has been my experience exactly. It does not excite me at all.
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3 months ago
Update from last night.
I forgave Exhibit #1 and took her out for another night of clubbing. She wanted to go back for the hot bodied stripper. I said “NO” which she accepted. We drank surrounded by girls she had invited to join us and THEN…
No not the threesome thing again. Something far more frightening to a man like me. She started throwing around the word “LOVE”. I straight away told her to stop but she only got louder and more emphatic announcing to the world that she loves me.
I went home alone again.
But earlier in the evening the girl that I had dated (and I do mean dated) from Exhibit #2 showed up at her former club. Apparently, she didn’t move that far away. All I can say is the it is raining very pregnant women lately. I must have counted thirty times on my fingers just how long ago we were together. I guess that I already have fucked a pregnant girl because seven is less than nine. Right??? LOLOLOLOLOL phew… She confirmed it ain’t mine.
Now maybe I should reconsider Exhibit #3’s offer. hmmmmmm
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4 months ago
I just literally came from a club event that a young lady asked me to take her to. Alright not literally but just before the after party and the after, after party, and the roll in the hay after, after, after party.
The event was a competition with dancers from various local clubs. It was a nice show that got raunchier and raunchier with simulated and not so simulated sex acts on stage. The place was packed to the rafters and close to half of the audience were women. Mostly dancers from a variety of clubs but some like my companion were not.
One thing that was blatantly obvious was that the women were much louder and more animated in expressing their approval and excitement. This was especially true during the raunchiest acts on stage. At one point the women pushed their way forward and crowded the men away from the front row seating.
In short this sums up my comment and observations over the years. Women in general don’t seem to know how to behave IMHO. I don’t care who else is there but I should not notice anyone because if I do there is a good chance they are acting the fool and I didn’t come to see you demand attention consciously or otherwise. Just sit down, shut up and discreetly touch yourself like everyone else.
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4 months ago
@nicespice
What is this “friends” you speak of?
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4 months ago
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gammanu95My casual drinking is your alcohol poisoning.
@blahblahblahs.
“Punk” in the prison vernacular has an entirely different meaning, as in “save me a punk and a bunk”. Very similar to what sailors mean when they say "it's not gay when you're underway".
Always glad to help spread knowledge. – babydoc
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5 months ago
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gammanu95My casual drinking is your alcohol poisoning.
“Life of Brian” by Monty Python
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5 months ago
I really don’t like having things (the possessed possess the possessor) but what I do have are a whole butt-load of medications. I make sure to always restock in countries that you can buy over the counter and compared to the USA they are usually very inexpensive and have proven to be very useful on occasion. Azithromycin in particular has saved me many a doctor’s visit along with the accompanying bills.