Stupid ISP… mutter mutter
Otto, you’re plain jane vanilla compared to the kink-fiend who is *jayjay 
Shocked! Shocked I say!
I’m as pure as the driven snow. I’m as innocent as an itty-bitty puppy with great big eyes. I’m as vanilla as…as… vanilla ice cream.
checks that the curtain’s still closed over the “closet”
I’m hurt by the insinuation. So there!
Well I have a honey, but I’ll talk to y’uns anyway. 
Esprix
Oh sorry, next time I’ll list off my favorite TV shows too.
smart-aleck kid…
Otto loves such shows as: Touched By An Angel, Highway to Heaven, the Flying Nun, the Father Dowling Mysteries, 7th Heaven, Father Murphy, Little House on the Prarie, and Family Affair.
Oh WOW. Thats some messed-up shit there! I take it all back, Otto! You are one sick daddy.
He also gets aroused by watching any show Aaron Spelling created. We’re talking back to the Mod Squad, and even failed shows like Nightengales. He thinks Herve Villichaize is the sexiest man alive.
Umm, “alive” might be a strong word.
twink??
Just because I own one 90210 backpack…
No worries, Otto. As mentioned in the past, I watch “Dawson’s Creek”. I’m down with that stuff.
I just wanted to be the first straight poster to post in this thread.
Good luck, Priam, although maybe finding people to chat with here instead of gay.com might work better. It worked for me and my wife. She called me a “numpty” in a thread, I IMd her to ask what the hell a numpty was, and the rest, as they say, is a mystery.
No…history. Yea, that’s it.
He has sexual fantasies about Brenda and Brandon.
About Brenda? Um, no.
Dylan and Brandon wrestling for top?
Intensely young (18-21…anything over that is “old” to them*), usually hairless by design, either extremely skinny or so perfectly sculpted you know they don’t have a life outside the gym, gay boys. Actually, to truly qualify for the term of opprobium “twink” in my book, you must also have to have the snooty attitude which consists of contempt for any and everything male which does not fit into the above description.
*And I exaggerate not one whit here…I’ve seen that very qualification in chat biographies. “Don’t be old (over 21)”
I prefer the term fetus for those shallow children. I think it fits better.
One of my best friends, gay, has been banned from gay.com by me. He’s just plain not allowed there!! Besides he is, though attractive, not what they’re looking for.
Intensely young (18-21…anything over that is “old” to them*), usually hairless by design, either extremely skinny or so perfectly sculpted you know they don’t have a life outside the gym, gay boys. Actually, to truly qualify for the term of opprobium “twink” in my book, you must also have to have the snooty attitude which consists of contempt for any and everything male which does not fit into the above description.
*And I exaggerate not one whit here…I’ve seen that very qualification in chat biographies. “Don’t be old (over 21)”
You fellahs have it all wrong.
The term “Twink(ies)” originated out of a declarative statement I made outside of Fran’s Restaurant at 20 College Street in Toronto Canada early in the spring 1968.
It was late-evening, early morning, somewhere around 03:00 Hrs EST I would bet, and a group of us has just left the Roman Baths on Bay Street, hungry as hell and not in much mood for a lot of bullshit.
Bob Jamieson, my partner in crime in those days, turned to me as we were about to enter the restaurant, and suggested that I just might happen to want one of the usual street urchins and thugs that hung about under the restaurant’s canopy. He was a not too bad looking kid, but I wasn’t in the mood to play, so I sort of languidly replied, “What him, Miss Bob, Oh my, he’s nothing but another one of those ‘Hostess Twinkies’, you know, all fucking cake, and no cream, and I you know I simply can’t stand cake.” Within weeks the expression was in wide use throughout the Toronto Gay Ghetto and within two months it has migrated to New York, Chicago, and points beyond. Within a year it had been adopted pretty well everywhere to describe a street hustler of a specific sort, somewhere between Chicken and Rough Trade.
Warren C. E. Austin
Toronto, Canada.
Worked for me…!