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For me, sizes are too inconsistent between brands to shop online. At a store I can find pants that I might like and then take a 32x32, 32x30, 31x32 and 31x30 into the dressing room to see which one fits best. It's crazy, but a 31 waist in some brands are actually larger that a 32 in another brand!

Pavel Novotny and his twin brother, Jan Dvorak. Also their twin, Max Orloff.

So, a @HornyRetiree was watching all the young men coming down to the beach... Could that be why they were reluctant to show off their junk? ( Full Disclosure: I'd be watching too )

Ha! That's a sentence I know very well.

I thought you would talk about a more interesting type of language (e.g. "and then he dripped his delicious precum like a leaky faucet as I nuzzled my face under his balls and licked my way to his asshole"). I do watch that sort of language around most straight people.

To the native Spanish speakers here: I am not a native Spanish speaker and freely admit that my Spanish is extremely limited. That said, I don't want my very poor Spanish skills to stop me from traveling to Spanish speaking countries and having wonderful experiences with men who speak very little English. My approach has been to keep it simple, even though far from perfect. I try to build my vocabulary and use very basic verb conjugation (mostly in present tense). I absolutely know that my grammar is deficient. But I also know that if I try to be perfect all the time, I'll get absolutely nowhere. So here's my question to you: Am I making a fool of myself with my approach? For example, if I wanted to ask to cuddle after sex, I'd probably say, "Podemos acurrucarnos después sexo?" I'd love to remember and spontaneously say the longer sentences that you recommend, but that's a lot for me right now. Even saying "Podemos acurrucarnos después sexo" would be an accomplishment for me -- at least at his point in my Spanish language learning curve. So, are they secretly laughing at me?

My Spanish is very limited, but it's gotten me through a quite a few "dates" with Hispanic men who speak very little English. I've found that nobody cares about perfect grammar and nuance. A few years back I learned a handful of "perfect" sentences that got me into trouble. It's not that the sentences were incorrect, but they made my date believe that my Spanish was better than it is and suddenly he started talking in a level that was way over my head. I'd say start out by learning some basic vocabulary and simple, present tense verb conjugation. Worry about getting your grammar perfect later on.

"Just one word... Plastics."

I think if a person is smart with their money before winning the lottery, they'll continue to be smart with their money after their big win. They'll have extra challenges managing more money, but they'll figure out how to do it responsibly. If, before winning the lottery, a person spends impulsively and is unable to manage a budget, they'll continue the same behavior after winning... except it will be much more pronounced because the stakes are so much higher and there's so much more to lose.

I once had a conversation with a dancer in a gay, nude stripper club. We were discussing the possibility a date in my hotel room when he said, "OK, but no sex." I was a confused until he clarified: kissing and blow jobs were okay, but no penetration. I guess he figured it didn't cross the line into being sex unless there was penetration (apparently a penis penetrating a mouth doesn't count). He was super sexy and I was horny so I happily accepted his definition of sex.

Never the taping of a TV show but how about being in the audience at a live radio show? I've been to a couple live broadcasts of A Prairie Home Companion Show.

If you're rating the Montreal Gay village based on the prevalence of Michelin 3-star restaurants, you'll might be disappointed. If you're looking for word-class architecture, go elsewhere. If you're looking for Rodeo Drive type shopping, ooops, you're in the wrong place. But if you're looking for "an inclusive, funky, friendly, non-judgmental vibe in Montreal like almost nowhere else. You can see disabled people out enjoying themselves next to the ripped stripper boys. Street performers can suddenly dive into real acrobatics, or a singer can start belting like the next Celine Dion. I love it." (thank-you @BostonTom) I love the Montreal gay village, warts and all (or maybe its the warts that I like best).

Everything has an explanation... if you can find it!

I haven't actually been there but I watched the first two seasons of Versailles on Netflix. Does that count?

Two more songs and I'm done with this thread, I promise (maybe ).

Hmmm... let me guess. His "issue" is that he lives in a world where people are judged negatively if they don't match someone else's physical ideal.

Things I always do (not necessarily in this order): - Google image and phone number searches - Look for red flags in their ad. Examples: inconsistency between pics, pics that look like they're stolen from a professional fashion or fitness model, odd things in the text message, bad Rentmen review(s). - Look for reviews on Daddy's - Forum Deli search for escort's name Sometimes if I'm on the fence, I'll post a 411 in the deli section.

The Moody Blues... one of my top favorites as well. They had the best album covers. http://dr-blog.asiandrug.jp/archives/Every%20Good%20Boy%20Deserves%20Favour.jpg

Yes, I totally agree... two of their greatest songs. That said, Jose Feliciano did the best rendition of Light My Fire ever!

Jim Morrison, Yes!!

And there was Neil Young just by himself. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pO8kTRv4l3o

You've never heard of Crosby Stills Nash and Young! Okay, @latbear4blk, you asked! Apparently Graham Nash was living with Joni Mitchell and her two cats in her house on Laurel Canyon (Los Angeles) when he wrote Our House. In response to the shooting of 4 students at Kent State in Ohio I've forgotten how much I liked (love) these guys.

The Doors, Crosby Stills Nash and Young, Joni Mitchell, Creed and so many more. But @latbear4blk's instructions were to select ONE that best defines you, so I'll say Crosby Stills Nash and Young -- only because they were so omnipresent at that critical point in my life. Now, years later, I can't help but stop and listen when I hear one of their songs.

When I turned fifty, I flew myself and an escort to San Francisco for a weekend. We spent a couple days doing the usual SF touristy stuff and, of course, other fun stuff that one does in the privacy of a hotel room.

So very true. I was once walking with an escort in San Francisco. We were strolling down the sidewalk when he reached out to hold my hand. I politely declined. Even in San Francisco, holding hands in public is a bit too much for me.