Man am I boring

Heh heh Least Orginal User Name Ever (an appropriate UN for a thread like this)! I tried finding her pic online once years ago when she was in some big huge Spearmint Rhino dancer contest. She’s actually a very good dancer, so when the dance contest turned out to be a rip-off of their Porn Star Showcase “dances” (where they don’t dance–the guest porn star brings all kinds of toys and foods and plays with them on stage), she was PISSED. I’ve seen her work–she’s very good, so her pissiness was more than understandable. Heh heh–she has a t-shirt that says “No one works a pole like I work a pole.” She’s right. :slight_smile:

Fascinating profession, I gotta tell yuh. I could listen to her stories all night. (Yes, just LISTEN to her all night…I told you, I’m boring.)

Hey, some of my best friends are boring. Nothing wrong with that.

I’m the opposite of you, so I think you’re fascinating. Well, not the complete opposite – I don’t have a problem with straight people who don’t get plastered. But otherwise, your Xs are all check marks in my column. Tell me, how does it feel to know The Man isn’t trying to keep you down? :wink:

I can’t wait for the day when straight guys consider themselves a little dull if they’ve never messed around with another guy.

Um…does this…mean…I won’t be getting…pics?
sad puppy dog eyes

Female, straight, never tried another route. Check.

A virgin until 29, for the same reasons as the OP.

Didn’t marry the fellow. Kicked him out of my life when I found we didn’t have the same notion of commitment (his mother and sister called to tell me they were sorry and they’d been warning the idiot that fooling around was the fastest ticket to losing me).

Drink about half a beer a year. Wine, specially red, gives me an instant headache before I get any kind of buzz. Haven’t bothered try anything “harder”.

Can count the cigarettes I’ve had with the fingers of one hand. The thumb is not required. Three of those cigs didn’t even get “smoked”: there’s a kind of tobacco that’s very uncommon outside of Spain, so you used to be able to find other Spaniards just by lighting up in a big public place (mall, public square) and waving it around. You sometimes got a Dutch too.

Have never done any other drugs. Knowing a few real junkies creeped me away from the thing way before I got to the age when your classmates start telling you it’s cool.

I don’t tell people what to do with their lives; there’s few things I hate more than being told what to do with mine. I’m ok with my life - and when you take into account that I’ve lived in more places than many of the “cool” people in my town get to visit… “boring” kind of doesn’t fit the bill anymore.