Does your briefcase look like THIS?
Holds all your toys plus it’s a toy itself!
I like the cut of your jib!
…even though I’d probably go with the newer generation, Mycoxadrippin.
I like uncut jibs as well.
We have a dungeon in the attic, with lots of equipment and lots of toys. Our rule is: Never buy anything unless there’s a specific need for it that can’t be achieved by something we already have. When asked what’s in the dungeon, I can only reply with verbs, not nouns. Some of the equipment is hand-made, and there’s not name for it. But I can describe what we do with it.
You know, I remember a scene in the movie “Stripes” where this item was allegedly used. I didn’t understand how when I first saw it as a teenager, and now, many years later and with much experience under my belt (so to speak), I still don’t.
Can someone please explain, or at least point me toward some relevant links? (Seriously though, I never understood how that worked.)
Ah yes, the Aunt Jemima treatment. It’s one of those if you don’t already know, you don’t wanna know things.
I’m guessing you’re not playing Dungeons & Dragons or Chutes & Ladders in there…am I right??? :eek:
Perhaps Poop Chutes & Poppers?
You’ve mentioned this in other threads, and each time, my first thought is: your house is upside down. 
I think we may have the OP’s example somewhere in our collection…
The house is inverted too!
He’s turned bitter and unfunny, but a long time ago Gallagher had a great line: “If God was a woman, we’d have our dicks on our chins.”
Ha ha! That’s a little over the top, but it would fit quite a collection of toys, no?
Ours is just your run of the mill standard briefcase. Boring on the outside, but definitely not its contents.
If you could see the basement, and if you could see the attic . . . you’d understand.
Clearly the porn version of Mrs. Pigglewiggle.
I’m thinking we may not be talking about the same sort of leather attire. At work now; can’t really go hunting images of it, but I can assure you: Rugged cowboy it ain’t.
I could never use sex toys. They remind me too much of the implements I had to use during my physical therapy for vaginismus. There was nothing sexy, naughty, or funny about that period in my life or the rubbery things I had to wriggle up there. I tried for months and ended up in horrible, screaming pain.
We ended up using a more gradual, natural approach. The first six months of intercourse we managed were tearful, unpleasant experiences for me. We still have to be careful, and sometimes, it still hurts no matter what. Some positions are just right out impossible without pain.
Point is, when sex is that precious, the idea of adding anything isn’t really necessary. Just being able to is enough.
As chronicled elsewhere on the Board, one of my part-time jobs as a student at the U of Hawaii was in a 24-hour peep-show place. (Aaxtion Video on Kapiolani Boulevard, which I believe is still going strong.) They also sold porno magazines and sex toys, but I don’t think I ever saw many sex toys sold, if any.
I strongly suspect that most of those would be used by women.
TMI alert: If you’re like me, and you’re stranded all alone in the gas station of love and have to use the self-service pumps, they can be lifesavers. 
You can now close the thread.
On the list:
#16. Disposable Canned Vagina
#10. Zeus Electric Urethral Sound Kit
#9. Extreme Ass Spreader
#6. Drilldo