SirBillybob

Either term is no throuple at all. 

I think that for some readers the written content comes across as conventionally or stereotypically “woo-woo”, but that may be a constricted and unfair interpretation. Similarly, the idea that one specific gifted provider person is the optimal match, when actually a set of appropriated and integrative philosophies underpins the approach, comes across as A LOT. The price points and hyperbole combined do little to disabuse folks of the notion that this service is TGTBT, as the kids say, even Yellowjackets-Lottie-grade, catering to the naïve and gullible.
Perhaps a talking-head video, a brief kind of ‘Ted Talk’ rendering, not X-rated, that is custom made for us here, or via a YouTube format, would go some distance in exemplifying the uniqueness and fee justification that is purported here, drawing the cucarachas tentatively from out of the baseboards.
For me, the golden rule doesn’t mean forking over ingots to a self-proclaimed libido and orgasm whisperer miracle worker without some ‘a priori’ evidentiary basis. I’m just off of a month spending in the range of fifty-five a session for what I would deem to be profoundly satisfying sexual self-actualization. The greatness of the Kool-Aid was just fine, thanks. The only experiential deficit being made up, be it interpersonal, meta-physical, spiritual, or what have you, related to the absence of opportunity and availability at home region. That doesn’t mean, of course, that a healthy dose of skepticism shouldn’t accompany the idea of a reader’s perceived prospects for matching the degree of satisfaction I just described. 

Correction 4th last line: … not necessarily having attained …

Sounds sacrilegiously like a violation of France’s prostitution law.
5 Euros to enter the cathedral of our lady of Paris? Doesn’t help much, does it? 
5 Euros tour fee? Doesn’t help much, does it?
Front end deposit? Doesn’t help much, does it?
Collection box? Doesn’t help much, does it?
First confession sentence: ‘Bless me for I have sinned.’ Redundant but may be the redemption ticket. Doesn’t help much, does it?

Is ‘ect’ ectoplasm?

Check out the undecapitated socials, easily found, for the fuller picture.

Check out the undecapitated socials, easily found, for the fuller picture.

Whatever the level, an aggressive post example could be attributing bitter envy to a category of folks that object to the price tag of a commodity on grounds of affordability rather than subjective value appraisal. Tit for tat. Micro to start, macro signaling time for pizza. Or it could be micro is one ‘g’ and macro is two. 

Whatever the level, an aggressive post example could be attributing bitter envy to a category of folks that object to the price tag of a commodity on grounds of affordability rather than subjective value appraisal. Tit for tat. Micro to start, macro signaling time for pizza. Or it could be micro is one ‘g’ and macro is two. 

I’ve never received one so I assumed they were extinct long ago.

Won’t you be their neighbour?

Won’t you be their neighbour?

I’m not sure I’m on board with this (fairly recent) trend of sticking their tongue out for a photo!

And exclaiming ‘Kim Cattrall!’ rather than ‘Kelly Clarkson!’

great report....thanks @b2bf.... 
for fun, just checked the US/Brazil exchange rate after several months......wow, very favorable for Yanks (and others??)......only 18 cents for a real (was 16 cents a few months ago - lowest I've seen)........I see some hand-wringing over at gayguides ("the other site") about garoto/sauna rates and fees/haggling.......quibbling over five dollars or similar!!.......not all gringos are that way, but I gotta wonder what the garotos are thinking when the haggling begins

Further proof this show has completely abandoned humor: the birthday karaoke party. Wow. One of the worst things I’ve seen.
Imagine if the gardener, Adam, singing “Bette Davis Eyes” to Seema—who literally had a patch over one eye from a fake eyelash infection—had sung instead “Bette Davis’s EYE!” Singular. Missed opportunity.
And again… no one—no one—in New York dresses like them.

Watching And Just Like That is like getting your asshole waxed: It’s painful, weirdly humiliating, and halfway through you’re just praying it’s over—only to find yourself coming back for more.

I was a big fan of SATC Series.
Watched the first ep of AJLT. 
AJLT, I realized that watching another would be a colossal waste of my time. 
  
"Maybe the past is like an anchor holding us back. Maybe, you have to let go of who you were to become who you will be."
                 -  C. Bradshaw

And Just Like That… Season 3, Episode 1 recently premiered on Max.
And just like that… I died of secondhand embarrassment. 
This show has become the knockoff bag of its former self—same shape, but the stitching’s off and it smells like regret. The writing is flat. Lifeless. Uninspired.
The characters? No longer complex women. They’re caricatures in wannabe couture.
The jokes? Nonexistent.
The rhythm? Gone.
And the fashion? It’s a cry for help. It’s like someone got locked inside a thrift store during a blackout and just grabbed things. What the fuck was Carrie wearing? That hat in Washington Square Park? In summer? Really? Miranda’s outfit looked like it was auditioning to be a couch, and Carrie’s dress could file for social security.
This isn’t Sex and the City. This is Sleep and the Suburbs.

Small club entry cash fee. Pay drinks as you go, cash or server’s card reader. No entry fee to take a dancer to private area. Don’t be wary about dancers approaching you for small talk. A tip is not expected or asked for; the principle is nothing ventured nothing gained. Dancers earnings are predominantly from private dances. Once in a while a dancer may get a cash tip while doing his stage show but they don’t circulate off stage as part of the performance. ATM on site for cash if needed. A few bucks charge for each transaction. If you see a dancer taken up chatting on the main bar floor and you aren’t sure it’s culminating in earnings for him, yet you don’t want to interrupt, ask a server to tell him you would like to say hi but it’s implicit you will likely want to go to the private area with him. Polite give and take. Bar Stock, not Campus, has real time video streaming for a subscription fee if you want to get a preview. Watch out for auto renewal charge on that platform as you may need to specify setting expiry. Enjoy. 

Won’t you be their neighbour?

Gardasil9 for men that have sex with men (Canadian guidelines); 3 doses of .5 ml; months 0, 2, 6. Not covered for exposure-at-risk men age 27 and up. Probably about $600 CAD for the series. 

Butt jist tuh fist bays. Better hee mite slyde inn att thurrd bae slayed dere. Datz neer inning homey ruin.

Firstly clean and oil your keyboard for optimal smooth typing. 

Überraschung!