RJD

On Amazon, I've found third-party items not eligible for Prime which are sold AND shipped by the seller and have an extended delivery time are indicative of items being shipped from overseas (mostly China).  I try to avoid those since return policies differ and if they do accept them, the return postage is usually as much as, if not more, than the actual item.  
I've ordered two items from Facebook ads.  One was a bed for my dog, which was shipped domestically and it's fine.  The other was one of those wooden cutouts of a person and a dog.  Complete crap.  It wasn't even wood, wouldn't stand up, and had rough edges.  Of course, the seller shipped from China and the item would need to be returned there.  They offered me a 40% refund without having to return the item. I declined and fought them on principle.  They rely on customers not wanting to be bothered, since the item was $27 and costs $20 postage to return it.  I threatened to file a payment dispute with PayPal and to bombard their social media advertisements with negative comments.  I had a full refund two days later without returning the item. 

...said no one ever on this site.  😉

And there are experienced providers who also use burner phones/numbers.

...said no one ever on this site.  😉

...said no one ever on this site.  😉

Keith Jones - NBC10 - Philly

I know. I can’t believe he wasn’t a real doctor. I mean, my doc always puts his stethoscope to my junk, lubes me up and jacks me off. ?

I posted in another thread that Kent McCord was my first childhood crush.  I'm talking way pre-pubescent, like 6 or 7 years old.  I got this weird feeling when I saw him but didn't know why.  I looked him up recently and he's still very handsome. 
 
 
Christopher Knight grew into his looks as The Brady Bunch progressed.  He was another childhood crush whose looks held up well over the years.  Not looking bad for 64 years old.

I’d do either or both as they are now in a second!
 
I got so horny watching Adam-12 (and Emergency!) 

I posted in another thread that Kent McCord was my first childhood crush.  I'm talking way pre-pubescent, like 6 or 7 years old.  I got this weird feeling when I saw him but didn't know why.  I looked him up recently and he's still very handsome. 
 
 
Christopher Knight grew into his looks as The Brady Bunch progressed.  He was another childhood crush whose looks held up well over the years.  Not looking bad for 64 years old.

If they don't have a penis

Depends on what you consider "upper" Bucks County.  Langhorne has Steve's Prince of Steaks on Lincoln Highway, which are pretty good.  I still think if you want an authentic cheese steak you need to hit up D'Alessandro's in the Roxborough area of Philly or Tony Luke's in South Philly.  

One Zyrtec-D every morning and I'm good.  I was using Zicam spray, which worked great, but only intended for short-term use.  I tried regular Zyrtec, but it didn't work.   The only problem with Zyrtec-D is that, although it's OTC, it contains pseudoephedrine hydrochloride, which is used by street dealers to illegally manufacture methamphetamine. It's restricted under the Combat Methamphetamine Act, so I would need to provide my driver's license for them to scan to determine how much I've purchased during the past month, regardless of the pharmacy.  Even one/day for its intended use exceeds the maximum milligrams permitted OTC, so I'd end up going about 10 days/month without it.  I finally had my PCP write a script for it.  The pharmacy just affixes the Rx label to the retail box.

I can't remember the last time I paid a bill with a check.  I use auto-debit for just about everything, so I've never experienced your issue.  Plus, with the issues with USPS over the past few years, I would never send a check and expect it will be delivered, let alone on time. From my own professional experience, part of my job is managing transaction processing for my company.  Capital One, like most businesses who accept checks, uses a lockbox (P.O. box).  Your payment is considered delivered when it gets to the lockbox.  Internal process delays aren't valid reasons for assessing late charges.  They run the risk of being cited during audits, especially since they're a bank.  Lockbox processing centers can determine exactly when an item was delivered and compare that against when it was processed. They have deadlines, but anything received prior to their daily deadline should be processed that day.    
My own personal experience with them has been great.  Each time my card was compromised they were very efficient (new card via FedEx the next day) and assured me I wouldn't be responsible for any fraudulent charges, but I'd hope that would hold true for other issuing banks. The Virtual Card Number feature is what really keeps me as a customer. 

Last year my 83-year-old aunt received a phone call from a gentleman claiming to be her grandson's attorney.  He informed her that her grandson, who he referenced by name, was arrested for DUI, was in jail, and needed $8,500 for bail.  I never found out what payment method he instructed her to use, but in a complete panic, my aunt was about to withdraw the funds when she decided to call her son (her grandson's uncle) to tell him about his nephew being arrested.  Thankfully, he smelled a scam and told her not to do anything while he checked on his nephew.  After a quick telephone call, he determined his idiot nephew was arrested for DUI but was already released on bail, which wasn't anything close to $8,500.   
Luckily, she wasn't out any money, but, aside from the fact that her grandson was stupid enough to drive while intoxicated, the more alarming part is the "attorney" knew her grandson's identity, had access to his arrest record and was able to link my aunt to him, even though they don't share the same last name.  They never figured out where it originated or who was responsible.  
There's a special place in hell where these scammers who prey on the elderly will eventually find themselves. 

My everyday credit card is through Capital One.  They offer Virtual Card Numbers (VCN) through an extension for the Chrome browser.  Whenever you do on-line shopping and come to the payment screen, the extension kicks in.  The first time you purchase from a site, it will create a unique VCN for that specific site with a unique expiration date (5 years to the month it’s created) and a unique 3-digit security code.  If you purchase from the site again it will bring up the existing VCN and ask if you’d like to use it.  You can save the VCN on each site, so if you log in from your phone or another device, the VCN is already stored.  All of the VCNs are tied to your actual credit card number.  If one of those sites is hacked and the VCN for that site is used, you don’t need a new card, only need to change the saved VCN for that site, and you don’t have to provide new payment information to all the sites you use. 
 
Prior to using the VCN my card was compromised twice in as many years, which required me to get a new card and update all of my payment information on every site I use.  

Last year my 83-year-old aunt received a phone call from a gentleman claiming to be her grandson's attorney.  He informed her that her grandson, who he referenced by name, was arrested for DUI, was in jail, and needed $8,500 for bail.  I never found out what payment method he instructed her to use, but in a complete panic, my aunt was about to withdraw the funds when she decided to call her son (her grandson's uncle) to tell him about his nephew being arrested.  Thankfully, he smelled a scam and told her not to do anything while he checked on his nephew.  After a quick telephone call, he determined his idiot nephew was arrested for DUI but was already released on bail, which wasn't anything close to $8,500.   
Luckily, she wasn't out any money, but, aside from the fact that her grandson was stupid enough to drive while intoxicated, the more alarming part is the "attorney" knew her grandson's identity, had access to his arrest record and was able to link my aunt to him, even though they don't share the same last name.  They never figured out where it originated or who was responsible.  
There's a special place in hell where these scammers who prey on the elderly will eventually find themselves. 

I’ll second this.  I’ve been with him about a dozen times, all but one (the first one) was an overnight.  At that first meeting I opened my door, he walked in and gave me the most incredibly passionate kiss that made my knees go weak.  In addition to that, he’s just an awesome guy.  No drama.  No bullshit.  

I’ll second this.  I’ve been with him about a dozen times, all but one (the first one) was an overnight.  At that first meeting I opened my door, he walked in and gave me the most incredibly passionate kiss that made my knees go weak.  In addition to that, he’s just an awesome guy.  No drama.  No bullshit.  

LatinMUSCStud in Philadelphia gets my vote.  
 
He’s also a forum member here.  
 
https://rentmen.eu/LatinMUSCStudPHL

I remember....
...Friday night "must see" TV was Nanny and the Professor, The Partridge Family, and The Brady Bunch.  If I was good, I was allowed to stay up and watch Love, American Style.  
...being allowed to fall asleep on the sofa and awakened just before we landed and walked on the moon (July, 1969).  
...my parents sending me to the corner grocery store with $1 to buy them cigarettes.  I'd return with two packs of smokes and 10-cents change.  
...the first car I remember my dad driving was a 1960 Mercury Comet.  AM radio, no seatbelts, and the "air conditioner" was two small doors underneath the dashboard, one each on the driver and passenger side.  When you opened the doors, the hot air circulating under the hood would blow into the car.   
...my father pulling that car into the neighborhood full-service Esso (before it was Exxon), telling the owner he wanted $1 worth of gas.  We left with over 3 gallons of gas, a clean windshield, oil checked, and a souvenir "Put a Tiger in your Tank" glass.   

I remember....
...Friday night "must see" TV was Nanny and the Professor, The Partridge Family, and The Brady Bunch.  If I was good, I was allowed to stay up and watch Love, American Style.  
...being allowed to fall asleep on the sofa and awakened just before we landed and walked on the moon (July, 1969).  
...my parents sending me to the corner grocery store with $1 to buy them cigarettes.  I'd return with two packs of smokes and 10-cents change.  
...the first car I remember my dad driving was a 1960 Mercury Comet.  AM radio, no seatbelts, and the "air conditioner" was two small doors underneath the dashboard, one each on the driver and passenger side.  When you opened the doors, the hot air circulating under the hood would blow into the car.   
...my father pulling that car into the neighborhood full-service Esso (before it was Exxon), telling the owner he wanted $1 worth of gas.  We left with over 3 gallons of gas, a clean windshield, oil checked, and a souvenir "Put a Tiger in your Tank" glass.   

I remember....
...Friday night "must see" TV was Nanny and the Professor, The Partridge Family, and The Brady Bunch.  If I was good, I was allowed to stay up and watch Love, American Style.  
...being allowed to fall asleep on the sofa and awakened just before we landed and walked on the moon (July, 1969).  
...my parents sending me to the corner grocery store with $1 to buy them cigarettes.  I'd return with two packs of smokes and 10-cents change.  
...the first car I remember my dad driving was a 1960 Mercury Comet.  AM radio, no seatbelts, and the "air conditioner" was two small doors underneath the dashboard, one each on the driver and passenger side.  When you opened the doors, the hot air circulating under the hood would blow into the car.   
...my father pulling that car into the neighborhood full-service Esso (before it was Exxon), telling the owner he wanted $1 worth of gas.  We left with over 3 gallons of gas, a clean windshield, oil checked, and a souvenir "Put a Tiger in your Tank" glass.   

I remember....
...Friday night "must see" TV was Nanny and the Professor, The Partridge Family, and The Brady Bunch.  If I was good, I was allowed to stay up and watch Love, American Style.  
...being allowed to fall asleep on the sofa and awakened just before we landed and walked on the moon (July, 1969).  
...my parents sending me to the corner grocery store with $1 to buy them cigarettes.  I'd return with two packs of smokes and 10-cents change.  
...the first car I remember my dad driving was a 1960 Mercury Comet.  AM radio, no seatbelts, and the "air conditioner" was two small doors underneath the dashboard, one each on the driver and passenger side.  When you opened the doors, the hot air circulating under the hood would blow into the car.   
...my father pulling that car into the neighborhood full-service Esso (before it was Exxon), telling the owner he wanted $1 worth of gas.  We left with over 3 gallons of gas, a clean windshield, oil checked, and a souvenir "Put a Tiger in your Tank" glass.   

Took me sometime to see this. I was logged off the forum and didn't realize until just now... Damnnnn... lol
Yes, not sure if I would fit in the twunk category as you well said. Thank you for the beautiful words as always!