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No doubt we all know somebody who would love this for Christmas.

Sounds like my kind of sausage supper!!!
(Depending, of course, on how attractive Pastor Tom is, and just how impressive his sausage is!!)

 
TruHart1

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That's capitalism, work your guts out for 20 years to get what you already have!
http://smilingspot.com/the-american-businessman-came-to-a-small-mexican-village-he-never-expected-this-to-happen/

I know this feeling allllllllllll too well. it sucks having a size 36 waist and a size 42 ass. the struggle is fucking real!!!!!! Im the white, boy version of Nicki Minaj

I afraid to zip up my pants for fear of pain when I go commando

The mere contemplation of the subject makes me weak in the knees, and not from pleasurable anticipation.

Family Christmas issues?

 
TruHart1

That's not an angel, it's a cat
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A guy who purchased his wife a pocket Taser for their anniversary submitted this.
 
Last weekend I saw something at Larry's Pistol & Pawn Shop that sparked my interest. The occasion was our 15th anniversary and I was looking for a little something extra for my wife Julie. What I came across was a 100,000-volt, pocket/purse-sized taser. The effects of the taser were supposed to be short lived, with no long-term adverse affect on your assailant, allowing her adequate time to retreat to safety....
 
WAY TOO COOL! Long story short, I bought the device and brought it home. I loaded two triple-a batteries in the darn thing and pushed the button. Nothing! I was disappointed. I learned, however, that if I pushed the button AND pressed it against a metal surface at the same time; I'd get the blue arch of electricity darting back and forth between the prongs.
 
AWESOME!!!
 
Unfortunately, I have yet to explain to Julie what that burn spot is on the face of her microwave.
 
Okay, so I was home alone with this new toy, thinking to myself that it couldn't be all that bad with only two triple-A batteries, right?!
 
There I sat in my recliner, my cat Gracie looking on intently (trusting little soul) while I was reading the directions and thinking that I really needed to try this thing out on a flesh & blood moving target.
 
I must admit I thought about zapping Gracie (for a fraction of a second) and thought better of it. She is such a sweet cat.
 
But, if I was going to give this thing to my wife to protect herself against a mugger, I did want some assurance that it would work as advertised. Am I wrong?
 
So, there I sat in a pair of shorts and a tank top with my reading glasses perched delicately on the bridge of my nose, directions in one hand, and taser in another.
 
 
The directions said that a one-second burst would shock and disorient your assailant; a two-second burst was supposed to cause muscle spasms and a major loss of bodily control; a three-second burst would purportedly make your assailant flop on the ground like a fish out of water. Any burst longer than three seconds would be wasting the batteries. All the while I'm looking at this little device measuring about 5" long, less than 3/4 inch in circumference; pretty cute really and (loaded with two itsy, bitsy triple-A batteries) thinking to myself, "no possible way!"
 
What happened next is almost beyond description, but I'll do my best... I'm sitting there alone, Gracie looking on with her head cocked to one side as to say, "don't do it master," reasoning that a one- second burst from such a tiny little ole thing couldn't hurt all that bad. I decided to give myself a one-second burst just for heck of it. I touched the prongs to my naked thigh, pushed the button, and
 
HOLY MOTHER OF GOD, WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION!!!
 
I'm pretty sure Jessie Ventura ran in through the side door, picked me up in the recliner , then body slammed us both on the carpet, over and over and over again.
 
I vaguely recall waking up on my side in the fetal position, with tears in my eyes, body soaking wet, both nipples on fire, testicles nowhere to be found, with my left arm tucked under my body in the oddest position, and tingling in my legs?
 
The cat was standing over me making meowing sounds I had never heard before, licking my face, undoubtedly thinking to herself, "Do it again, stupid, do it again!"
 
Note: If you ever feel compelled to "mug" yourself with a taser, one note of caution: there is no such thing as a one-second burst when you zap yourself!
 
You will not let go of that thing until it is dislodged from your hand by a violent thrashing about on the floor.
 
A three-second burst would be considered conservative.
 
SON-OF-A-... That hurt like **% !!! A minute or so later (I can't be sure, as time was a relative thing at that point), I collected my wits (what little I had left), sat up and surveyed the landscape. My bent reading glasses were on the mantel of the fireplace. How did they get up there? My triceps, right thigh and both nipples were still twitching. My face felt like it had been shot up with Novocain, and my bottom lip weighed 88 lbs. I'm still looking for my testicles! I'm offering a significant reward for their safe return!!
 
Still in shock!!
 
P. S. My wife loved the gift, and now regularly threatens me with it.
 
"If you think Education is difficult, try being stupid."

Hey, I did that photo first!
http://www.rodhagen.com/105574.D18ADCE2.jpg

I like the first look best....Randy Blue
 
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I recently used Uber. I initially called a Taxi company to get to the airport, didn't want to park in long term parking. I first called the day before, seeing if I could schedule a specific pickup time, they said no. I called the day of the flight, really early in the morning (I like to arrive early), explained to the dispatcher I had to be at the airport at a very specific time. They said no problem we will dispatch someone to your residence right now. 1 hour.. no taxi.. 2 hours no taxi. now im panicking as the flight deadline is approaching.. granted I still had about 3 hours to go.. no taxi after 3 hours..so I downloaded uber, set it up, and boom had a driver within 30 minutes. Got to the airport, gave the driver a very nice tip and headed on through the horrible check in and security checkpoint.. which took over an hour in itself and barely made my flight.
While I was sitting at the gate, I got a call from the Taxi dispatcher, wanting to know were I was, that the driver was waiting for me outside. I apologized for not calling them to cancel the dispatch,(not really sorry, i was pissed.. but im polite:p) Told them i was at the airport already, No i didn't go with another taxi company, i went with uber. on there is nothing you can do or offer to make it up to me. I was very disatisifed with the taxi company, i would not be ever using them in the future, and would be recommending uber to everyone.

I'd make a pass on every darn one of them!
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18 sure looks like Killian

Has anyone met up with this hairy muscular guy who just started advertising in New York City? Eager to spend Thanksgiving night with him.
 
http://rentmen.com/NYCViking

TruHart1

A GUIDE TO LOVE AND LASTING RELATIONSHIPS
 
1. Find a man who makes you laugh.
2. Find a man who has a good job.
3. Find a man who is honest.
4. Find a man who will pamper you with gifts
5. Find a man who is awesome in bed.
6. And this is very, very important:
0. Under no circumstances should you ever let
0. any of these five men meet each other!!!

TruHart1

I PREFER this. DO NOT ever feel ashamed or like you aren't equal to someone! JUST because they have a 6 pack doesn't make them any better than the next. No disrespect to anyone on the froum, I charge just as much as some of these jocks-- However, my sessions include much more than what they offer I.E. Facial, sugar scrub (spa experience) plus a legit massage from a LMT ...THEN... the fun part. Helps break down walls for some, some just need someone to talk to and have someone listen... HELL EVEN Some just WANT to listen, I love the "can we just talk about you?" question....... like.... Why, sure the fuck we can! *jumping up and down inside* I automatically talk about NoLa and Las Vegas.

Well, as we can all see from this thread, opinions vary as to whether a client should leave himself open to being perceived as having low self-esteem about body issues when he first contacts an escort. What I think comes through loud and clear on this thread is:


 
The really excellent escorts do not need a heads up from an overweight client unless it impacts what the client's actual physical limitations might be and then perhaps, a general explanation might be in order.
 
Personally, as an overweight client in my senior years, who used to have an awful lot of issues with my own personal self-esteem until my very first escort (AresApollo in NYC) educated me and put me on the path of a much higher self image, I still never fail to be clear in my initial contact with a new escort that I'm "an overweight and older guy!"
 
That said, the best escorts never seem to have any issue with my weight or my age. I quoted JD Daniels because what he said is the absolute truth. Every time I've been with him, whether in the bedroom or out in public, he has always made me feel as if I am the hottest, most sexually desirable guy he's ever met! So far, in my almost 5 years of hiring escorts, I have found that all the best professional escorts do this, which is why I stay completely addicted to this hobby!!!
 
TruHart1

My actual experience for 15 years suggests the opposite.
 
The anecdote I already posted above says it all. It's just my perceptions, but what you are talking about here is basically whether you can disclose you are imperfect AND come off as self-confident. And you're right, self confidence is sexy.
 
In one case as I described above I felt like a client with a perfectly hard cock that functioned very well was desperate to cover up his lack of confidence in himself due to his age. In another case I felt like a client with a cock he himself described as nonfunctional (regarding erections) was full of self-confidence and fun and relaxing to be with. These were just my perceptions, but what we're talking about here are perceptions of sexiness. Clarity and confidence are not mutually exclusive things.
 
There's at least one poster on this site I have been hired repeatedly by who manages to combine what would clearly be considered an overweight body with a self-confident "that just means there's more of me for you to love, if I let you" attitude. I find that sexy, too.

If your of an escort who enjoys what he does, and enjoys his time with his clients - it shouldn't matter if the client is overweight or not.
 
A "true and humble" escort doesn't and shouldn't discriminate over size, race, or creed of any kind.

Thanks. But here's a warning to all of you. I actually consider myself a whore.

You are definitely a professional.