AskiaAs opposed to the “moist, colagulated, yeast-infected smegma” kind.
EWWW!
I guess techinically, that is what you’re doing, but I prefer to think of it as fucking the girl on the other side of the condom. YMMV
Hey! I think I dated her. :rolleyes:
May I borrow that for a sig line, if I give you credit?
Washing? Heating? Video equipment? Hell for a while I was sleeping on a stack of 4 comforters folded in half to make a pad to sleep on.
Is it bad that I’ll probably never be able to see a Trojan condom without laughing now?
Of course, I’ve never actually used a Trojan (and don’t want to, after reading this thread). My college provides free condoms–2 a day!–and they’re always Durex or Lifestyles.
Help yourself. 
Luxury!!! We used to DREAM of sleeping on a stock of four comforters folded in half to make a pad to sleep on! We had to make do with a pile of rusty mining tools, and we liked it!
It’s probably just as well Trojans aren’t available in Australia… from the sounds of it, no-one would ever get any action either that or the birthrate would be higher than China, Indonesia, and that African Country with the overpopulation problem combined…
It’s Durex all the way here, but I confess to still hunting for the perfect condom…
Pbbbt!!
Condoms are for chumps.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to pick my child up, it’s my weekend.
Your college has the strictest performance requirements I have ever seen!
Here at CU Boulder, the kids get unlimited condoms if they want them! I know because I have a giant tub that I hand them out with.
Of course they mainly get filled with air and played volleyball with, or filled with water and doorbell-ditched so they roll in and hopefull break and spill a gallon of water, or filled with lotion and discretely slipped into a roomate’s bed. At least it strikes me that way.
A friend of mine was a nurse on a UC campus. Part of her job was keeping the condom bowls filled. Every month, she would take a huge case of condoms home, where her husband and kids would help her tear them off the strips into individual packages. They would do this while watching TV, etc. and she would take the night’s production to work the next day for distribution. When the case was empty, it went out next to the trash cans for pick-up.
They didn’t think anything of it, but apparantly her husband acquired quite the reputation around the neighborhood for going through a case of condoms a month!
Not from. To.
I think you’re doing it wrong.
Well if you want to put it that way, technically it is also where you come from. Think about it…
Oh, we have a few of those around campus too (plus 25-cent condom vending machines), it’s just the health center that gives out 2 a day.
Last semester, in my sculpture class, several of my classmates did projects that involved filling condoms with plasters and waiting for them to set up, then taking off the condom, leaving a sort of plaster dildo (if the condom only had a little plaster in it) or a weirdly beautiful gourdlike shape (if the condom was overfilled and held in various positions while the plaster set). They went through dozens of condoms, and they had the rest of us collecting condoms for their projects. I’m thinking (now) that maybe they should have just bought some Trojans from WalMart, because have a Durex chocolate-coconut flavored condom full of about a quart of half-set plaster burst all over your shoes isn’t as much fun as you’d think. Of course, it does make me feel good to know that it took a quart of plaster to make one of those things burst.
Funniest post in a funny thread.
If you think that’s tough, you should see the Orals.
Q: What’s the one thing worse than the latex smell permeating from Trojan condoms?
A: The overpowering latex stench that accompanies one’s inflatable sex doll.
hahahaha
Now you just need to work food and tv into that.
As you wish.
Introducing… TROJAN’S TV DINNERS. Break into our foil packages and unroll our newest taste sensation. Wrap your lips around these: Hot juicy sausage! Firm asparagus tips! Plump bread sticks! Mouthwatering cream-filled bananas! (Watch out! They’re sticky!) Remember: a Hungry Man is a Trojan Man!
Also try TROJAN’S! New clams and tacos! Seamen love clams.