:rolleyes:
Esprix
Heh heh–this is one of the most amusing threads in recent memory. I keep having visions of a herd of galluping scroti (sort of like Night of the Lupus) terrorizing the innocent in some small, mid-western town. And it ain’t pretty, I can tell ya! 
Oh yea, and Mockingbird can get bent. What a humorless tool you are.
Mmm-hmmn.
I find it interesting that not only do I get pile-ons, it is always by indignant people who demand things of me.
My… the hypocrisy of behaving towards me as you claim I behave.
I’ll pass on getting bent. I find that the mode in this thread of jumping on me and casting aspersions is fascinating.
I make and stand by my statements, and I get the clueless torch wielding villagers trying to shout me down and give me lessons on deportment.
Spare me.
The day that some of you grow spines of your own and don’t just pile on will leave me in stunned silence.
So, if you really want silence from me for a moment, grow up.
Having been an 18 year old male, I’d say that the reason he didn’t want to see them, was because he knew he wasn’t going to get the opportunity to fondle them as well. There’s nothing worse than being 18 and suddenly finding yourself in possession of a rock hard cock with no way of properly disposing of it readily available.
Nothing about shaving, nothing about snow.
OH get the FUCK over yourself, Mockingbird.
[nitpick]It’s Night of the Lepus! Night of the Lupus, would be a rather, dull and boring Lifetime movie about how all the women in a town contracted a slow, wasting disease which gradually killed them over a long period of time. However, the victims in that movie, would live longer than any of the viewers of Lifetime who were subjected to such a film.
I’m getting the sense that it’s a waste of time to try this sort of thing, but do actually see things this way? I posted a fairly absurd post about scrotums… and you got all deadly serious and condemnatory, flinging ad hominem attacks about… and then YOU get all insulted when I suggest that you have a rod up your ass. If you feel persecuted, I assure you it’s a manufactured feeling, because it wasn’t until this thread was up until 3 pages before anyone other than me noticed what a hard-on you were being b/c you couldn’t it let go.
Um, lemme refresh your memory: YOU jumped on ME and cast aspersions on ME, which I laughed off because they were funny. When you persisted in being hostile and insulting, other people noticed. This is a fuckin’ hilarious thread and you’re ruining it with your shitty attitude. Why don’t you go start a thread of your own and complain about all of us there?
Oh, you incredible adult you, who so loves calling names and throwing tantrums, do me a favor: go stand naked in front of a mirror with a flashlight under your nuts and chill out, Sparky.
Nah, some of us noticed on the second page, dear.
Yes, Hamadryad, your post about the unfurling labia was priceless. I notice old Mockingbird never expressed a similar enthusiasm about your labia as he did for scrotums. There’s a lesson in there somewhere.
Hey, Rubystreak, would it be possible for you to solve your friend’s exposure problem by gifting him with a brand new swim suit, equipped with the genital-securing liner? If it’s possible to do so gracefully (by making up whatever excuse will be accepted), you could solve the problem without embarrassing anyone.
Just an idea!
I almost hate to introduce a serious comment into a perfectly good mass of whimsy and undulating lava-lamp anatomy, but . . . .
Huh?
What’s with the introduction of gender into the whole thing in the first place? I’m guessing it has to do with poster history that I don’t know about from some of the comments.
Personally, I think that if it’s possible for me to politely ignore something like that, that it’s my social obligation to do so. I don’t have to acknowledge that it happened in the first place, if I don’t want to. That’s how I learned to manifest “social boundaries”; if someone isn’t intending to flash me, I am entirely willing to consider myself not to have been flashed; it’s not like I have anything to hang an emotional reaction on there. I’d tend towards the snap judgement that finding something to attach an emotional reaction to is rooted in the complex of social weirdnesses that result from what I can only describe as a puritanical response to sexuality. (I can’t think of another reason to distinguish scrota from elbows, which are hideous. )
Do I have to turn in my extra X chromosome for Not Getting It or something now?
Heh heh Tucker, thanks for the correction. Night of the Lupus would indeed be a boring movie. Giant rabbits on the other hand, I’m thinking that’s the way to go. I’m getting the shivers just thinking about it…
I love that movie by the way–it is to laugh.
i dont think they would be mortified at all. if they were even slightly concerned they would be more careful. how did you come to the conclusion that they would be mortified ? not everybody thinks like a 5-year-old you know ?
Actually, ** SparrowHawk ** there is a difference between someone illegally peeing on the streets, and a mother feeding her baby… Not only is it unsanitary, it’s also illegal. The laws have been changed now, and it’s not illegal for a nursing mother’s breasts to show during the process.
Is the comma thing better now, btw?
In a word-WOW! What a riotous string!
I had a similar, though gender reversed version of this happen to me. A woman working out across from me showed the bearded clam during her workout- baggy running shorts with no underwear. Wether or not the view was intended, I’ll never know. In the interest of keeping myself alive, I didn’t mention the flash to her because the other 8 guys in the gym had 100lbs of muscle on me (each!) and were enjoying the show… That was the quietest damn gym I have ever been in.
Really, though, given the laws and moral standards in most countries, exposure of the genitals in public is both illegal (if intentional) and shocking, except when its expected-like at a nude beach or in the changing rooms of a gym. I have to side with the shockee-a free show like that I don’t need to see, male or female. (I’m straight, BTW).
No lesson at all. Mockingbird is a gay man.
Yes, there’s a history. I had earlier mentioned that this latest outburst from Mock reminded me of an earlier attack on another poster (see above). Mock said “this ain’t got nothin’ to do with no gender,” whereafter my comment above.
Mockingbird would have you believe it is coincidence that he is again accusing a female poster of whining. Keep in mind that he would also have you believe that it’s OK for him to needlessly flame others, but if others protest this, it’s a “pile-on.”
Don’t worry, you can keep your X. Us Y-chromosome types spend years Not Getting It sometimes!
Plastic surgeons can make the offending flappus less egregious if you’d like. Just call your local Ear, Nose and Scroat specialist.
Remember when in Invasion Of The Scroatum Snatchers that roving nutsack caught the drunk asleep with his dog and morphed the two of them together so that when they awoke the dog had the drunk’s face for a ballsack? Then the dog ran off with the drunk’s face bouncing back and forth between canine buttcheeks. That was my favorite part.
You may have noticed that I never said anything to the men who flashed me (and several dozen other people). However (and it’s getting tiresome to have to repeat this), there is a REASON why you don’t see scrotums every single day while casually walking down the street. People generally cover them. That is a well-established social convention that did not originate with me, nor with the bloody Puritans. I think you can take it up with Adam and Eve and their oppressive fig leaf.
The men in question did not intend to uncover themselves and, your ever so enlightened freedom with regard to scrotum viewage notwithstanding, would probably have been mortified to know they were exposed.
So from this, I have to assume that you walk around naked in public all the time. No? Well, why the hell not? Are you a Puritan or something?
When was the last time YOU saw an elbow writhe?