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Odd question, sort of like "who's more popular." It reminds me of a story a guy told in a therapy group I attended during AIDS. This guy was talking about how many friends he had lost, and he said that whenever a friend died, he took the friend's card out of his rolodex and placed it in a stack, and that his stack of dead friends was several inches thick. Of course, it would have been very poor form to challenge the guy's story, so I just kept my mouth shut, but I was thinking "Who has so many friends that it would make a stack of rolodex cards several inches thick?" The only way would be if he had a VERY inclusive idea of what a friend is. It didn't register with me because my idea of friendship is pretty exclusive. I have lots of acquaintances and business contacts - even people that I know fairly well. But my circle of friends is quite small.

I would argue that oral sex IS penetrative sex - it's a dick going into a hole.

They must resemble that prescription drug they used to give for diarrhea - lomotil. They got you slightly buzzed.

Good thing to know - fisters love em.

A friend of a friend actually did something similar. She was in Oregon and had a terminal cancer. I thought the whole thing sounded creepy. The day of her death, she threw a large party. She apparently loved dancing and make a big deal out of having last dances with many of her friends. Then, at the appointed time, she swallowed the cocktail and in 15 minutes or so was no more. She died with her guests present. Another friend of a friend also committed physician-assisted suicide here in California. He was in his early 80's, had end-stage kidney disease and was apparently in a lot of pain. He had a few good friends with him, swallowed the cocktail and within 15-20 minutes was gone. Back when people with AIDS frequently took their own lives, they often did it by taking a massive overdose of liquid morphine and putting a plastic bag over their heads. A friend, who was very ill and may have only had months to live asked me if I would help him. I told him I couldn't - that I respected his choice but couldn't be involved. He was furious with me - we didn't speak for months. Shortly after that, protease inhibitors became available, he started on them and is alive and well today. I once asked him if he wasn't glad that I had refused to help him. He wouldn't answer.

My niece is a veterinarian. They call the stuff they use to euthanize animals "pink juice." It is always pink, but the formulation is different from manufacturer to manfacturer. I have had three cats put down and each time, I was with them holding them. The stuff is almost instantaneous - the animal stops breathing before the vet finishes the injection. They almost always use a sedative before they give the pink juice. It breaks my heart every time I have to euthanize a pet. Germane to this thread, there are other uses for pink juice. MY niece's partner, a young man with a wife and young child used pink juice to take his own life. He was found lying in bed with his open bible in his lap. Apparently, there is a high rate of suicide among veterinarians. My niece is probably better off without him. She is a veterinary radiologist and her specialty is ultrasound diagnosis. She has a van staffed with several employees and they drive from one practice to another imaging their patients. She's very successful.

Not really - some people are just easily knowable.

I knew that would provoke you.

I'm very hot for amputees.

I like bald men - I think I prefer them to a man with a full head of hair.

One of my favorites - I like acne scars on the back, too.

Agreed - there is no such thing as a guy who is too hairy.

I had a nice chat with him at the Midnite Sun once. I was permanently smitten after that.

I have used it a lot - great for afternoon get-togethers.

It is not a choice that I could imagine myself making, but it's his life. Among people who lived through AIDS, it is common to have known someone who had help taking their own life - we're talking men in their 20s and 30s.

I will get it in the next few days.

For a period of time, I took Flomax for prostate symptoms. I stopped taking it , but that's another story. Anybody who has taken Flomax knows that it really changes your sex life - orgasm becomes exceedingly difficult and some people (me included) experience retrograde ejaculation where, when you cum, you squirt backward into your bladder. It's a strange feeling and not very satisfying. But what happened with me, when I was beating off, is that I started having these earth-shattering anal orgasms, that were like full-body orgasms. It seemed like a fair trade to me - you don't get to have normal orgasms any more, but you get to have anal orgasms that are almost like out-of-body experiences.

I never hire on impulse. I always have a mental list of guys who I have been thinking of hiring for at least some months. There's usually a short "A" list and a longer list of fallbacks. When I decide to hire I contact one of the guys to set up a date. The date is nearly always a few days away - and I'm also flexible about the day. I'm not flexible on time of day- I really like afternoon dates. I dont usually have to consider any of the fallbacks - except when I travel.

I actually have no idea. All my life I have alternated between long periods of very little sex and shorter periods of being a real pig. I also have spent a lot of time in bathhouses and sex clubs. A visit to a bathhouse or sex club usually involved several contacts - maybe as many as 5. The first time I visited San Francisco in the 70s, I stayed for nearly 3 weeks. When I got home, I went to the VD clinic. When the intake nurse asked me how many contacts I had had in the previous month, I told her "about 30." I think it could be in the hundreds, just not sure though because of a lot of dry periods that occasionally lasted months.

I want to see that it will last this time. This feels like summer of 2020 and 2021. We were in Napa this past weekend. There was almost nobody wearing masks.

Epidemiology is not for dilletantes.

I will continue to guided by the pros. After all, epidemiologists deal with this stuff every day.

He is just another of those people who resent the mask mandates and say silly stuff like "My body - my choice." The difference is that Unicorn has constructed an elaborate pseudo-scientific justification for his resentment of mask mandates. And clever people can make a set of statistics say almost anything they want them to say.

I meant a watch like a Rolex that would have been considered massive before the market became flooded with those cheesy oversized watches - you can get one for free on IG if you post a pic of you wearing it.

I think a massive watch like a Rolex looks great on a man's wrist. 35 or so years ago, I went into a store and asked if I could try one on. The salesman was nice and didn't mind taking a few minutes to let me try on a couple watches. There was a gold case and one in stainless steel with gold trim, I tried both. I believe the price of the gold watch was $20k. I think the stainless steel case was $13K or $15K. I still haven't given up the idea of owning a Rolex, but it would be a completely frivolous purchase - I think the last time I wore a watch was more than 25 years ago. Who really needs them, when you can look at your phone to find out the time? I'm one of those people with a good sense of time - when I guess the time, I 'm usually within 5 or 10 minutes of the correct time.