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Thanks for mentioning that not all antidepressants affect libido. I use a different antidepressant (escitalopram) and do not experience a decrease in libido.

That's assuming the same person placed both ads. Diffboy claims to be 8" uncut, 5'11", 195, and 23 years old. Carlos claims to be 9" cut, 5'8", 165, and 28 years old. Sounds like one of the following: Two scammers using the same pics The guy depicted in the pics and a scammer using the same pics Someone placed two ads in two different places using two different sets of stats and the same pics Maybe you should ask. It would be interesting to hear the answer.

On the other hand, if his capacity for giving head has a half-life of 256 years....

Funny you should make that comment. In cities like Chicago, San Francisco, and New York (where using public transit and uber/lyft/taxis is common) I've not encountered escorts charging for travel expenses. However, when I was visiting San Diego (where I lived for sixteen years and would host at my home) I had more than one escort mention me covering travel. The reason given (and a quick walk around the hotel proved it to be true) was street parking was restricted, hotel parking was expensive, and public transit is not very convenient or reliable.

I've hired Eric Hassan and whole-heartedly recommend him. I was not a beginner at the time, but I can see him being a great "coach."

Meow?

Here's the story on that. Dino, the Flintstones' pet, won an endorsement deal with Purockna Dinosaur Chow. Sales skyrocketed and thanks to the brilliant contract drawn up by none other than Joe Rockhead, Fred Flintstone's on-again-off-again friend, Dino became rich because he earned a percentage of Dinosaur Chow's sales. Little did anyone know that Dino had a proclivity to pound male butt.

Yep. Quite the character, indeed!

Look very closely at where she is holding the coat open with her hand.

I don't have massive legs, but I do have very long legs. It ain't easy. One of the many reasons I avoid long plane trips.

According to an article in the Los Angeles Times, a group called "Rabid Puppies" lead by Vox Day oppose what they think are "social justice warriors" among science-fiction writers. Day criticized best-selling science fiction writer N.K. Jemisin, who is black, as an "ignorant half-savage," writing, "Unlike the white males she excoriates, there is no evidence to be found anywhere on the planet that a society of NK Jemisins is capable of building an advanced civilization, or even successfully maintaining one without significant external support from those white males." This group nominates what they perceive to be straight white males for Hugo awards. As this article on Vox reports, they decided to nominate Chuck Tingle for the award as a way to mock inclusion. They thought it would incite criticism. Tingle responded by writing the story "Slammed in the Butt by My Hugo Award Nomination." He also stated that, should he win, noted feminist game developer Zoë Quinn would accept the award on his behalf at the awards ceremony. Quinn is one of the women who has experienced the most harassment at the hands of angry men on the internet. Tingle did not win, which prompted him to write Pounded in the Butt by My Hugo Award Loss. Other books by Tingle include Oppressed in the Butt by My Inclusive Holiday Coffee Cups, Pharma Bro Pounded in the Butt by T-Rex Comedian Bill Murky and a Clan of Triceratops Rappers Trying to Get Their Album Back, Turned Gay by the Existential Dread That I May Actually Be a Character in a Chuck Tingle Book, and the political stories Domald Tromp Pounded in the Butt by the Handsome Russian T-Rex Who Also Peed on His Butt and then Blackmailed Him with the Videos of His Butt Getting Peed on, Redacted in the Butt by Redacted Under the Tromp Administration, Sentient Fort Pauls Manofort is Charged in the Butt while Tromp's Foreign Policy Advisor Georgie Papadop Admits he Lied About Hiding Inside. Tingle also takes on technology and corporate America with titles such as Slammed in the Butt by My Smartphone's Missing Headphone Jack, and Billionaire Elons Mugg Takes the Handsome Planet Mars in his Butt.

Ha! He cranks out these satirical science-fiction novels and sells 'em on Amazon. There's a backstory to the Hugo awards that I can't locate at the moment but will try to find later. In the meantime, try not to get pounded in the butt by saber-dicked viking dinosaur. That would smart.

Assuming a "match" actually takes place.

Wow. Just wow. I think you dodged a bullet.

My guess is no one on the Forum has experience with him.

If his first question was "How much," then it appears you were dealing with a sub-species called "assimus-holibus." If that was his last question after a pleasant exchange, well, um...

What if he spelled out the word "please?" No, huh? All kidding aside, that would be a red flag to me, too. In fact, when an escort pressures me into meeting right away the little warning bell goes off in my brain and I move on.

As long as you don't yell at the forum and try contributing to the basketball game you should be OK.

If your Google account (i.e. your email, etc) is under your actual name, it very likely popped up when he looked at your Google profile.

Well, sex and extreme bitchiness we can handle. Excessive alcohol and barbiturates, however...

I think the link posted above is incorrect. Try https://rent.men/NeilXXL

Awww, shucks. You are making me blush. Well, that's ANOTHER reason I avoid texting for a first contact. If someone seems like a window-shopping flake just tell them to fill out the form in quintuplicate; submit the original, salmon, and cardinal copies; retain the blue copy for their records; and place the goldenrod copy in the file after date-stamping it with the green stamp. Not the purple stamp, the green one. Audit might check the file. You just never know.

I had never heard that story. Thanks so much for posting it. I always liked Journey and Steve Perry in particular. As a teen, my brother (who is five years younger than me) wanted to buy one of their albums, but my parents were skeptical. After he enlisted my endorsement, my brother got my dad to listen to them on the radio. Dad approved and let my brother buy the album. Don't stop believin' indeed.

Not to mention calling each other "Guuurrrrrl"