What kind of a date is that? It's an American date. Just like the "9-11-01 NEVER FORGET" sloganeering upon which I based this post. Jesus fucking christ, you limey faggots think you're all fucking cultured just because no one told you how to pronounce your R's.
Just to make it abundantly clear for all the balldraining Queen-worshippers out there: MM-DD-YY. Now put the dick back in whatever hole the John chose and get back to work.
now for some dummy text: Seeing as SCO can prove just about diddly, I don't think the RedHat Legal Code Change team will have much to do. The cards are being called SCO. Bluff time is over.Seeing as SCO can prove just about diddly, I don't think the RedHat Legal Code Change team will have much to do. The cards are being called SCO. Bluff time is over.Seeing as SCO can prove just about diddly, I don't think the RedHat Legal Code Change team will have much to do. The cards are being called SCO. Bluff time is over.
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Yeah, but GIMP sucks to use when you compare it side-by-side with Photoshop. Sure it can do a lot of the same things, and suffices for most Unix users when there is no better alternative. It still clunks like a square-wheeled rickshaw.
It's true; I could typeset my documents with Emacs and LaTeX. That fact doesn't stop me from using Word though.
I've always considered myself totally heterosexual, and never even considered a sexual experience with another guy. That was until I began surfing the net. I began to find sites like this and others which had stories and pictures posted of men enjoying other men sexually. I began to think about it more and more, and for the first time in my life fantasized about other men while masturbating. Since watching women masturbate was always my biggest turn-on, it only seemed natural that the thought of men masturbating might also excite me... I was right.
After almost a year of exploring on the Web and in MforM chatrooms, I knew that I somehow had to experience something in real life. But I certainly didn't want to do it with a stranger.
The person I looked to was my best friend Tim. I would soon discover that Tim fit the description of the type of guy that excited me from my on-line experiences. He was thin, with nice muscle tone, but not considered built, he had dark hair a nice tan and had a completely smooth chest and stomach and hardly any hair on his legs. Even though we had been friends since high school (now in our early 20's) I had never seen him totally nude. I was becoming increasingly curious.
Even though we're very close, I found it very difficult to bring up the subject. I did it as subtlety as possible; one day while surfing the net together I "accidently" stumbled upon the M/M stories posted on your page. I purposely went to the hottest ones and pretended to read them for the first time with him.
I kind of said very casually after reading them that I couldn't believe that they were actually a "bit" of a turn-on.(In reality I was ready to explode just discussing it with him). I asked him if he ever thought about sex with a guy, and after some initial denying it, he did confess to dreaming about it once in a while. I told him I thought it might be interesting under the right circumstances.
Well, the right circumstances came about a month later. We were at his house, it was a very hot day and we were swimming in his pool. I had just finished some laps and I crawled up into the floating pool lounge to catch some sun while Tim continued to swim. As I laid in the very hot sun, I began to watch Tim in the pool. I couldn't believe how much I was getting turned on watching his very smooth body slice through the blue water. It actually scared me a little, because I really didn't want to be bisexual; I love girls.
I couldn't resist the urge though; as he swam by me I extended my leg out, pushing it into his back, pretending to hold him under. I was just dying to feel his skin under my own, even if it was my foot. He swam out from under me and fought back, overturning my lounge bringing me into the water with him. We started underwater wrestling, and I purposely fought hard just to hold on to him. The smell of the chlorine on top of his skin was intoxicating. I was going crazy.
I knew I had to stop or I was going to embarrass myself. I broke free and got out of the pool, grabbing my towel quickly to cover the growing bulge in my bathing suit. I laid down on the lounge for a bit, but I couldn't get my erection to subside.
"Does being out in the sun too long make you horny sometimes?" I asked him.
He laughed, "yeah, of course it does. Hot sun always does ".
I got up from the chair and started toward the house, telling him I needed to get out of the heat. I went upstairs to his room, fortunately his parents were both working. In his room he had a VCR and I knew some x-rated movies. I put one in the machine and began watching it, my cock was so hard I was going crazy. The scene was a girl/girl encounter, but all I could think of was feeling his body in the pool.
"What are you doing?" he asked from the doorway
"I'm really horny, I told you."
"I can see that," he said looking down toward my crotch. "Just go take care of yourself in the bathroom." he said.
I think you are too dumb to have recognized the lyric, yes. Maybe you did, and you didn't just Google it. I'll never know. But I do know that you are wicked dumb.
Now quit reading slashdot, drag your juicy ass to the kitchen and make the family some food. It's fucking 8:30 and you haven't fed your fucking kids yet, you fucking shit.
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What kind of a date is that? It's an American date. Just like the "9-11-01 NEVER FORGET" sloganeering upon which I based this post. Jesus fucking christ, you limey faggots think you're all fucking cultured just because no one told you how to pronounce your R's.
Just to make it abundantly clear for all the balldraining Queen-worshippers out there: MM-DD-YY. Now put the dick back in whatever hole the John chose and get back to work.
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for that
observation, you
now for some dummy text: Seeing as SCO can prove just about diddly, I don't think the RedHat Legal Code Change team will have much to do. The cards are being called SCO. Bluff time is over.Seeing as SCO can prove just about diddly, I don't think the RedHat Legal Code Change team will have much to do. The cards are being called SCO. Bluff time is over.Seeing as SCO can prove just about diddly, I don't think the RedHat Legal Code Change team will have much to do. The cards are being called SCO. Bluff time is over.
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but i'm not going to tell you where
at FPing. go back to mama's teat. you're not ready for the internet yet.
Kahlua is a girl drink and you (grub) are a polesmoker.
If you don't understand, let me know and I will break it down for you.
i cannot argue with this assessment@!
--sa
this is true, but on principle, i never listen to asians.
first insult to the Open Source community
you want me to highlight that URL, Copy, highlight the location bar, Paste, and hit Return so I can look at your stupid fucking website?
Fuck you, asshole.
...and then, my friends, the OSDN offices shall truly be free.
uh like fp or some shittz for the clittz
*POOP*
let's see some progress here
Yeah, but GIMP sucks to use when you compare it side-by-side with Photoshop. Sure it can do a lot of the same things, and suffices for most Unix users when there is no better alternative. It still clunks like a square-wheeled rickshaw.
It's true; I could typeset my documents with Emacs and LaTeX. That fact doesn't stop me from using Word though.
like automated Slashdot account registration
WHERE'S THE FLOOD
But to no avail. I guess I've just got to get used to it.
I've always considered myself totally heterosexual, and never even considered a sexual experience with another guy. That was until I began surfing the net. I began to find sites like this and others which had stories and pictures posted of men enjoying other men sexually. I began to think about it more and more, and for the first time in my life fantasized about other men while masturbating. Since watching women masturbate was always my biggest turn-on, it only seemed natural that the thought of men masturbating might also excite me... I was right.
After almost a year of exploring on the Web and in MforM chatrooms, I knew that I somehow had to experience something in real life. But I certainly didn't want to do it with a stranger.
The person I looked to was my best friend Tim. I would soon discover that Tim fit the description of the type of guy that excited me from my on-line experiences. He was thin, with nice muscle tone, but not considered built, he had dark hair a nice tan and had a completely smooth chest and stomach and hardly any hair on his legs. Even though we had been friends since high school (now in our early 20's) I had never seen him totally nude. I was becoming increasingly curious.
Even though we're very close, I found it very difficult to bring up the subject. I did it as subtlety as possible; one day while surfing the net together I "accidently" stumbled upon the M/M stories posted on your page. I purposely went to the hottest ones and pretended to read them for the first time with him.
I kind of said very casually after reading them that I couldn't believe that they were actually a "bit" of a turn-on.(In reality I was ready to explode just discussing it with him). I asked him if he ever thought about sex with a guy, and after some initial denying it, he did confess to dreaming about it once in a while. I told him I thought it might be interesting under the right circumstances.
Well, the right circumstances came about a month later. We were at his house, it was a very hot day and we were swimming in his pool. I had just finished some laps and I crawled up into the floating pool lounge to catch some sun while Tim continued to swim. As I laid in the very hot sun, I began to watch Tim in the pool. I couldn't believe how much I was getting turned on watching his very smooth body slice through the blue water. It actually scared me a little, because I really didn't want to be bisexual; I love girls.
I couldn't resist the urge though; as he swam by me I extended my leg out, pushing it into his back, pretending to hold him under. I was just dying to feel his skin under my own, even if it was my foot. He swam out from under me and fought back, overturning my lounge bringing me into the water with him. We started underwater wrestling, and I purposely fought hard just to hold on to him. The smell of the chlorine on top of his skin was intoxicating. I was going crazy.
I knew I had to stop or I was going to embarrass myself. I broke free and got out of the pool, grabbing my towel quickly to cover the growing bulge in my bathing suit. I laid down on the lounge for a bit, but I couldn't get my erection to subside.
"Does being out in the sun too long make you horny sometimes?" I asked him.
He laughed, "yeah, of course it does. Hot sun always does ".
I got up from the chair and started toward the house, telling him I needed to get out of the heat. I went upstairs to his room, fortunately his parents were both working. In his room he had a VCR and I knew some x-rated movies. I put one in the machine and began watching it, my cock was so hard I was going crazy. The scene was a girl/girl encounter, but all I could think of was feeling his body in the pool.
"What are you doing?" he asked from the doorway
"I'm really horny, I told you."
"I can see that," he said looking down toward my crotch. "Just go take care of yourself in the bathroom." he said.
"But then I won't be able to see the
The Red Queen... RMS? Linus? ESR? Maddog? which one are they talking about?
Now quit reading slashdot, drag your juicy ass to the kitchen and make the family some food. It's fucking 8:30 and you haven't fed your fucking kids yet, you fucking shit.
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but the Replacements aren't obscure, that's the thing. i expected a little backup.
thanks.
anyway Replacements past Pleased To Meet Me is a crapshoot, I agree, but you gotta admit they were pretty good before Paul was a whiny pillhead.
now i'll deal with the faggot one post downward.
--sa