Am I the only one who thinks there might be an active audience out there for Bulwer-Lytton erotic literature? 
I would never tell my kid he was a little turd, even if he was being a little turd (like this morning). He’s a kid for Christ’s sake! I don’t even say things like that to other adults. I’ve always assumed that not saying things like that others (children included) was just part of human decency, much less responsible parenting.
Still, everyone needs to vent - I have no problem admitting to a friend when my kid is not around, “Jeez, my kid was a jerk today. He really tried my patience.” Then again, you mention something like that to the wrong person and they look at you like you’re a roach floating in their coffee. (Not talking about anyone on this messageboard.)
Here goes nothing–
Bo-Bo-Bo-Bo-Bo-Bo-Bo. Yes, it’s inane, and that’s why I love it.
I have no qualms about sleeping with married women. At all. Worse, if I were married and found out my wife was sleeping with someone else, I’d be looking for a place to hide the guy’s body. That makes me a hypocrite, and probably not a very good person.
I don’t believe there really is such an animal as a good person. I guess I’d fall into the I’m Not OK, You’re Not OK category. That really bugs me, because I’d like to be more positive.
Girls Gone Wild. Yes, the CEO is a scumbag. He should also qualify for canonization.
I think “Napoleon Complex” is something tall people made up to keep short people from standing up for themselves. 6’2"? You’re assertive and commanding. 5’5"? What a Napoleon complex. How conveeeeeeeenient.
I am a total somnophile–sleepy fetish. Probably too much damsel-in-distress TV/books/etc. as a kid or something.
I do not understand the phenomenon of a man enjoying being a sub. I absolutely understand how a woman can enjoy being a dom.
Weed should have been legalized yesterday. I think people who are not in favor of legalization just get their rocks off pushing other people around. Just like anti-smoking types–if it’s not in your face, deal. My body, my choice.
Breasts are mostly “made” of fat. The more fat your body has, the bigger your breasts for the most part. Naturally there are exceptions on either end. There are larger ladies with breasts that are quite small, and there are smaller ladies with naturally large breasts. These are more the exceptions, rather than the rule.
A fun thing about breast men is that because cleavage is on display, it’s always pretty easy to see their reaction when they see some.
I still like the original Winnie The Pooh stories (I’m 40).
Disney pisses me off with the recent Pooh cartoons. I think Christopher Robin should be resurrected so he can send a hoard of zombies to messily dismantle the entire Disney empire for what they did with his fathers legacy.
I realize that breasts are made of fat. I think that when I think of large breasts, I think in terms of body shape.
A little fatty cleavage sitting on top of a huge gut doesn’t count as ‘big tits’ to me. So I think it odd that anyone would gain weight to get larger breasts.
But I am biased. I am both a big girl, and big boobed. And I happen to love cleavage, and lots of it.
There is only one person I have ever worried about finding out I post on the Dope. That would be my Mom, because I have said some less-than-flattering (yet completely true) things about her. It’s a hard line to walk sometimes between being truthful about reality yet also being willing to forgive for old hurts and move forward. We have a strong relationship now, but I don’t think she would understand my occasional need to rehash the past, or how some temporary anger and grief doesn’t negate an otherwise healed relationship. I love my Mom with all my heart and I would hate to see her get hurt.
That said, it’s extremely unlikely she would ever read this board, much less stumble across something I wrote about her.
Anyone else, I don’t care. I’m not ashamed of who I am.
RE: Breasts. I have been losing substantial weight and my breasts seem to be getting bigger. I went from a 42 DD to a 36 DDD. I really wish it worked the other way around.
Me too. I said I wouldn’t gain weight to get larger breasts. I was responding to someone about cleavage and my lack thereof. I said without surgery, only gaining weight would make them bigger and I’d pass.
I don’t worry about the pictures I’ve posted, since they are regular snapshots. I wouldn’t post risque pictures here because of how public the forum is. I’m not really a modest person, but would rather not share too much skin in places so open.
True, you did say that. I think I read something else entirely into that post. Sorry.
Actually, (speaking for us ass men) it’s much easier to tell when we’re checking out an ass, because we’re necessarily going to be looking down.
Of course, if it’s your ass, you probably won’t know, since you’re facing the other way and all.
Now you’re talking my language. I’m rather proud of my posterior. I’m no JLo, but I do alright!
Think nothing of it
New confession:
I have decided to take advantage of the older women/younger men being touted in the media. I’m not going into schoolteacher territory (over 18 only!) but quite a bit younger than me
My question was more about the combination of photos and posts. I guess I am too afraid that someone would see my picture, identify me, then scroll back through my posts and see everything I’ve said.
Not saying it’s a realistic or even necessary fear—I’m not running for public office or anything. I am, however, in a visible enough role within my specialized field that I guess I worry about all the people I come into contact with associating me with the content here. Now that the board will be changing and content will be searchable by outside search engines, I’m likely to be more cautious.
Oh, yea, I forgot to add… I like songs with dirty lyrics (in Spanish). Los Rabanes, Daddy Yankee, some reggaetón… When reggaetón is the only Spanish-speaking music they play on the radio… well, I learned to tolerate it, and now I like it (and will dance it).
Los Rabanes have some great songs for my running track, very fast and upbeat (and slightly dirty, some of them). But my favorite is Angelito Porno Star.
And despite the above confession, I like a few of Phil Collins, Pete Gabriel, and Genesis songs.
I can’t tell the difference between Phil Collins and Peter Gabriel when listening to the radio.
Also, last night my boyfriend and I were playing darts at a bar downtown against a lovely gay couple and I somehow got put up as a prize for the winner. The gay guys won, but they were kind enough not to hold us to the bet. And I somehow doubt they had any interest in my penis-less body. 
Cite? :dubious:
I’m younger than you.
INFIDEL! SHE’S A WITCH!!! BURN HER!!!
As a Southerner, you must get diabetes with your tea! HERETIC!!!
BLASPHEMER!!! 
No, mainly for the reasons others have stated. I’m very open about my life and even though I may not immediately volunteer some of the info and opinions in real life that I’ve listed in this thread I wouldn’t deny any of it. There’s a difference between being open about something and feeling a desperate need to get it in the conversation, after all.
Don’t be so sure, I’ve had to tell guys to please look at my front while talking to me. And yes, said guys were in front of me.
I’d like to dress up as a pirate! * slinks away miserably.*
Me too! This includes people I was close to who passed away. This often makes me feel like a horrible person, especially if I still associate with a common acquaintance, and they talk about how much they still miss the person.