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Posted:Feb 22, 2012 8:34 pm
Last Updated:Feb 5, 2016 6:34 pm
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Hello to you sweet butterfly While on wings of silk you flow Hello to you on this wonderful day As you go where the winds may blow.
You flow so gently on the summer breeze So gracefully flitting along It would be a wonder if I could join In wafting on a summer’s song.
Not a care in the world just going your way Doing what butterflies do I would love your life, yet still have mine Most certainly, so would you.
The grass is greener on the other side It’s why I think the things I do Living the life of a butterfly And everyday beginning anew.
Flitting each day from flower to flower Magical visits to each plant But when the days of summer’s gone Will you have gotten all you want?
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Coffee... Tea
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Posted:Feb 21, 2012 4:24 pm
Last Updated:Feb 5, 2016 6:36 pm
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One cup of coffee One cup of tea Won’t keep me awake ‘til my baby says She’s coming back to me.
I don’t want no sugar I don’t want no cream I won’t feel no better if I only can see her When she turns up in my dream.
I don’t want your kisses No loving hugs for me It doesn’t feel the same if it’s not my baby, She’s the only one for me.
Don’t want to wait forever Don’t want to wait at all, But wait I will, if wait I must ‘Cause I’m sure that she’ll call.
So baby you can keep your coffee And even your rum-flavored cream, ‘Cause when she calls I’ll give her my all No matter how long the wait may seem.
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Another Dude I Really Miss... Prince!
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Posted:Feb 18, 2012 7:34 pm
Last Updated:Jan 15, 2014 7:16 pm
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Prince Rogers Nelson. The greatest! The Symbol! Prince! C'mon; you know he is, as much as you hate to admit. Writer of some of the greatest love songs ever made, and fucker of some of the most beautiful women this world has ever produced.
I used to make tapes, and then CDs of all his slow jams so I could listen to them one after the other without interruption :
1) How Come You don't call Me Anymore? 2) I Ain't The One 3) The Most Beautiful Girl In The World 4) Do Me, Baby 5) The Beautiful Ones 6) If I Was Your Girlfriend 7) Shhhhh! (the one that says: "Break it down, I don't want nobody else to hear the sound)" Adore 9) International Lover 10) Damn You!
Damn! This love affair has been going on for decades, and I'm still sitting here waiting for him to make a return to the man I knew. I guess that won't happen since his conversion requires him to live a different lifestyle.
So I'm stuck here living off memories. DVDs of concerts in which he's still exciting, and old CDs of which I have more than 90%. But still, it would be nice to get something nice and just as good as the old stuff. Now, don't get me wrong. He still makes some good stuff. But when you have been driving a Porsche for a few years it's kind of hard to go back to driving a Lexus, you know what I mean?
I don't think I'm knocking anyone's musical taste when I say that Prince has to be considered one of the greatest ever!
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I Thought It Was Pee!
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Posted:Feb 16, 2012 11:33 pm
Last Updated:Feb 16, 2012 11:37 pm
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In 2003 I didn't know about squirting (I grew up very naive, but just a little better now) and while I was eating one of my then girl-friends I just barely glimpsed this line of liquid coming at me. It happened so fast I never got my eye closed (can't eat long-distanced), so I got a good shot before it all ran down into my mouth, and all over the bed. I'm not talking about a tear-drop; this was about two table-spoons full, maybe more.
I was shocked because I thought it was pee, she was embarrassed because it went into my mouth, and plus we weren't that far into the relationship so I guess she was worried that I might be offended. Since I never said what I thought it was she never bothered to explain what had happened and I went a few years thinking it actually was pee.
Then one night on late-night TV I saw this program with this older lady who, I guess, was some kind of sex psychologist. She was explaining to another guy like myself that what we experienced was a by-product of setting off that particular area that produces an extra-special burst of excitement in a woman (my way of explaining what she said) and that, like pee, is actually clean and harmless until it touches some exterior surface.
Of course, since then although I've had lots of women who experience multiple orgasms, I've not been lucky enough to entertain a squirter or maybe I just haven't been lucky enough to find that spot.
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I Do So Miss Charlie Harper!
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Posted:Feb 16, 2012 11:14 pm
Last Updated:Feb 16, 2012 11:52 pm
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I really miss Charlie Harper!! Hey, I'm not talking Charlie Sheen here; this is about Charlie Harper; my idol. that jingle-writing, -mongering, alcohol-binging gambler with a gift for words. That guy knew how to play with words.
I want to say Alan (his brother) was a perfect foil for him, but Alan made it so easy for everyone (including Charlie) to get the better of him that I'm embarrassed to put him in the same sentence with the word perfect.
And, of course, we can't ignore Charlie's back and forth with Berta; short and sweet and sporadic; but absolutely hilarious. And Charlie's mother who was probably hornier than Charlie and willing to prove it.
So, I was sad to hear that Charlie died. But even before his death another family had started to make inroads into my viewing life, two families really. Or should that be multiple families? Anyway, before we get to those families let me mention some fellows who had started to get more laughs from me before these families chose to intrude.
A Big Bang came immediately after Two And A Half men for awhile before not only pulling away, but sometimes earning more accolades than my Charlie. Matter of fact, at one point I started wondering if I was just watching 2 & 1/2 (blasphemy) out of loyalty, because these strange nerds were not just extremely funny, but just as randy as Charlie without coming close to scoring even a fraction as much.
But just at the moment when Charlie was probably making a run to become my favorite again, he chose to self-destruct. Not to worry. You know the saying: "when one door closes another one opens". Words so true because by the time they had finished washing those blood-spattered wheels on the train that took our dear Charlie off to that Great Whorehouse in the ... where is it by the way? Anyway, I digress.
By that time I had already found not one, not two, not three... (to quote LeBron James) but four, count them, four new families, all of them different and hilarious. We immediately found out what the Heck was going on in The Middle in Indiana (have you ever caught one of their Thanksgiving Day Get-togethers? Or this year's Valentine Day);
We found a Modern Family that was made up of three inter-related (is that the word I want) families, consisting of an aging architect and his smoking-hot Latin wife and her ; plus his super-competitive and her husband with 3 of their own; and also his lawyer and his partner and their adopted ;
Then there is Mike and his girl Molly who lives with her sister and mother who could go head to head (or is it head-to-toe) with Charlie in drinking or whoring;
Finally there is Jimmy, Raising Hope with the help (they think) of grandpa Burt and grandma Virginia, and the ever smoking-hot (or rather: smoking)Maw-Maw.
So when I thought for a minute that I was going to miss Charlie and my favorite show, only to realize that: "that's not my favorite sit-com!" It was getting better but it had a long way to go to catch Modern Family and Big Bang Theory, and it was in a death-match struggle with Mike & Molly, Raising Hope and The Middle.
At this point I realized that, yes, I miss Charlie Harper. But he ain't coming back. And even though he's not coming back I don't have to go on hunger-strike because I've got 5 excellent replacements.
I still miss Charlie Harper!
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Ride'em Little Cowgirls
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Posted:Feb 15, 2012 5:38 am
Last Updated:Feb 5, 2016 6:36 pm
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Ride them little cowgirl Dig them spurs in deep Lock those knees to keep from falling And make your cowboy weep.
If you want you can climb off There's other things you can do, Like put your feet behind your head Give me a different view.
Now it's your turn little cowgirl Lay down upon your back, Let me show I can be as good as you When we're rolling in the sack.
Let's start over little cowgirl Now open those legs real wide, I'm sticking my tongue in and, if you're lucky, It will come out the other side.
Fun and jokes aside my love, I can feel your body humming, And if you hold on a minute or two with you i will be cumming.
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Things To Eat... And Other Treats
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Posted:Feb 12, 2012 6:42 pm
Last Updated:Mar 23, 2012 5:27 pm
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My girl has always wanted me to go to the Adult Sex Store with her to get herself a toy but I've always been reluctant to go there, or even a Motel (still am).
She has gone by herself to the sex store and brought home DVDs for me but she has never bought her toy. And she always ask the same question: how come you talk about sex the way you do, and do the stuff you do in bed, but be embarrassed to go into an Adult Store?
I'm not sure of the answer to give because I don't know the answer.
I think I'm not a prude because I'm willing to fuck anybody regardless of age, as long as they are legal (there's an 89 y.o. European lady whose advances I'm tempted to give in to; I'm just worried about whether or not her body can hold up); I've been involved in 3-somes; had sex in out-houses, cars (front-seat, back-seat, on the trunk), and on the job.
I'll try anything in bed but I won't talk dirty, won't curse, won't say Pussy (in bed or out) even though I can write it here; won't say Fuck unless I'm cursing. I won't tell a girl I want to fuck her or use the word pussy to her, (even though I will think about how much I would love to have sex with her and all the dirty little things I would love to do to her), all of which would, indeed, qualify me as a prude.
And believe me, I don't mind her having a toy; she had one before and was so boastful about how good it was one of her friend stole it from her, which was fine with her since it wasn't me that got stolen. Crazy, right?
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