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I am so envious of someone (woof, sigh).

The definition that has left me pondering is "bi-curious."

I've never been able to advance past détente with cats. Perhaps we are too much alike.

Oh, what lust has done to this old man. I misread the title of this thread as "the definitive ranking of Madonna's 60 tops." I was expecting a hot hunk gallery.

I'm not complaining, but the ad imagery seems a bit off for massage.

He is young, and as he matures, he will learn to never say "never" about anything.

I can understand the attraction, he was cute.

This will have no middle ground, it will either fly or crash on takeoff.

Typo?

Post in both fora, easy-peezy.

I like the concept, but if I lived in a building engulfed with trees/shrubbery, I would want to be confident that maintenance was up-to-snuff to deal with such things as birds' nests, beehives and other possibilities.

“Slower than molasses running uphill in the winter” Things don’t get much slower than molasses. Uphill in winter? You get the picture. (My mother would hit me with this after she asked me to do something I didn't want to do.) “All hat no cattle” Imagine the would-be ranching magnate, flush with cash earned elsewhere, who blows into town with a ten-gallon lid, a fresh pair of boots — and a much too loud mouth. (The definition of this one brings to my mind the current occupant of the Oval Office.)

Yeah, me!

On a lighter side, I'm currently catching episodes of "Mama's Family." Actually, I'm catching the hots from watching Allen Kayser's "Bubba" days: http://greginhollywood.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/mama5404.jpg He could really pull off the tight-jeans look (so many times I wished I could have pulled off his tight jeans).

http://www.newnownext.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/08/enhanced-buzz-wide-31076-1406883710-26.jpghttp://photos17.flickr.com/22105554_38360d278b_o.jpg Gotta go now, something's come up that needs my attention.

Loooong time ago in a 42nd Street movie theater in NYC a very handsome one gave me head I shall always remember. Those old 42nd Street theaters were..."entertaining."

:confused: No way, and way no! But, that's just me.

Did you do that on purpose?

I believe your continuing to seek a depression specialist is a good way to go, but along with that, understand that a year is not that long a time to adapt to another lifestyle, in your case domestically and professionally. You may be expecting too much from yourself too soon. I hope you come back to us with news of a positive turn-around in the near future.

It is certainly imaginative.

Pancakes are one of my very favorites.

Knot my thing.

Draining the swamp in DC has been counterproductive thus far.

I'm stumped to come up with a superlative sufficiently complementary for the look of this man. He is so wank-worthy.