Well, I think Flyboy is more likely to be uncomfortable with the mouse jokes, than with a hot lady flirting with him. 
I like the mouse jokes. I like the mice too. They never talk back, or complain, or ask me if they’re fat. They just squeak a lot. It’s kinda endearing. Really. Except at 4 in the morning when I’m trying to sleep. That annoys me. And the constant chewing, and the scratching, and the begging for attention.
As for flirting, well, as long is it’s all in good fun and no one’s taking it personally, then it’s fine with me too. Although I’ve struck out in this thread… things were looking promising at times, but then nothing. Maybe I need to work on my follow up. Right now all I’ve got is “So, how YOU doin’?”. Maybe girls these days expect more 
Are the mice house broken? That could cause some problems, too.
Not all of us expect more than “How YOU doin”. Just ask Davebear how impressed I was the first time he said it to me.
Maybe you should stand at the bar, instead of sitting in a booth. That way the ladies will get the full effect of your shaved legs in those cycling shorts.
I haven’t done any better, in this thread, though. Even tag dumped me. 
But, I’m okay. Really…I’ll be fine…sniff…excuse me a minute, would ya’? sniffle
I was Branwen’s first! I’m so proud of that! 
Davebear you were my second 
Flybynight I never felt shaved legs on a guys… might be kinda interesting
Oh, stop whining. You got lucky in the Pit.
I think I want someone to Pit me.*
*Note: While the phrase “Pit me” was not intended as a euphemism for sex, it most certainly was intended to be a double entendre.
I know! I’ve been thinking about that, too.
Well, as long as it wasn’t sloppy seconds, that’s cool. 
Anyone else notice that Bran’s gotten kind of…well…bitchy…since she got those thigh-high boots and the strap-on?
And, I have no idea what the double-entendre could be, if it isn’t sexual.
I think this needs some clarification. I will never be caught dead in cycling shorts if I’m not on my bike. The second I’m off, something goes over them. It’s something of a phobia I have. Now if I’m leaning against the bar on my bike, that might be different. But what would I be doing drinking while on my bike? That wouldn’t be very smart.
And notice how I’ve implanted the idea in their heads? It’s only a matter of time now. They’ll come around. They always do.
ps - I keep the mice in a cage so being house broken isn’t an issue.
Sorry about the bitchiness. It was actually a rough night last night. Maybe I should just shut up today.
I think Dave doesnt mind a bit of bitch now and then
Why? Do you want to talk about it?
By the way, I am curious how you guys started out talking about blow jobs and ended up with mice, bikes, leg shaving, stupid pick up lines, etc… if you are that easily distracted then spit or swallow would probably never be an issue anyway. Just a thought from my naturally abrasive mind.
Which one? I mean, not which head, but which idea?;)
Ah, I see. I think I misunderstood when you mentioned the chewing.
To answer the first question, they look silly, and no, I don’t want to talk about it (besides, that would be a hijack, wouldn’t it?)
As for the second, well, I won’t deny that I for one am easily distracted. To be fair, however, this is page 13, and except for a few people dropping in to share their views on the OP who haven’t yet participated, we may have run out of things to talk about regarding the original topic. Yet we keep on going, because, well, so far all of our threads have ended up talking about mice and shaving (this is my fault, I admit), but for some reason we keep coming back to this one. It’s that damn bar, and the fact that we’re all alcoholics, I think. So until Davebear kicks us out, well, you know - you could always join us. We probably aren’t “abrasive” enough for you, though. Although if I’m drinking and in the wrong mood, well, that might change.
And Branwen - I was talking about implanting the idea of being with a guy with shaved legs, of course. Not the mice. I wouldn’t expect you guys to come around that… not yet anyway.
Hard to hijack a hijack…but maybe there is a rule about that I don’t know.
The abrasive comment was an inside joke darling…don’t get your bike shorts in a wad and buy me a tequila while you are at that bar. I will be much more friendly with your mice after a shot or two.
BTW - depends on your body. Bike shorts don’t necessarily look silly. They just don’t hide much.
I too was joking, but I’ve begun to not insert the grinning smiley things everywhere because they were annoying me. And I have more fun this way. Besides, my bike shorts are hard to get in a bunch anyway - a reason they work well
Ok fine, I’ll talk about the bike shorts thing. I feel far too silly in them. Whether I look silly, or not, probably depends on the situation. I imagine sitting at a bar would look mighty silly, especially since I generally wear baggy clothing, being the “cool” twenty-something I am. Standing around waiting for a race to start with a bunch of other guys in bike gear, on the other hand, doesn’t make me feel silly. There’s also a certain subset of the population that seems to see spandex as denoting a certain sexual preference, or implying I’m, for whatever reason, not a red-blooded American Male. This sometimes results in the use of certain derogatory comments and in the throwing of objects like beer bottles. I try to avoid these types anyway, but I would rather not be in bike shorts if I do happen run into them. I think that’s the main basis of my phobia, if you really wanted to know.
As for my body, well, I’m bike racer, so I don’t have a lot of extra flab to worry about, so stereotypes aside, I probably look just fine in the spandex shorts. But that’s not exactly my main concern in terms of being uncomfortable in them, as mentioned above. But just so no one thinks badly of me, it’s not that I fear some redneck thinking I’m “gay,” I really couldn’t care less. It’s the unexplained violence it sometimes brings out that makes me uncomfortable.
How’s that for hijacking a hijack! And Davebear, two tequilas… make it Patron too.
Yeah, it’s the damn squeaking wheel that sucks.
I’m sorry. {{{{{Branwen}}}}} I was really just teasing. I don’t think you’ve been a bitch. But, you haven’t been quite yourself, recently. And, you know you’re still welcome vent an email at me, too.
Why would I? How else am I going to be able to use the line “On your knees, bitch!”?
Well, I think Flyboy explained the former, though I resent my best pickup lines being called stupid, Ms Sandpaper.
And, being distracted durng oral sex has never been an issue, for me. Except that one time in the movie theater. But, I’d be happy to prove it, if you doubt me.
Dude, I have one thought for you. One extra sock.
Okay, two thoughts. I’ve heard lots of women raving about guys in bike shorts.
Somehow, that abrasive joke just rubs me the right way And, thank god for women who get friendly after a drink or two.
Puts a bottle of Cuervo Gold, a bowl of cut limes, a salt shaker, and some glasses on the bar
Ok, just checking.
In all seriousness (ouch!), there is something kind of appealing about a man who would shave his legs. I know how nice it feels when I’ve just done mine, so it stands to reason that it would feel nice to touch someone else’s. I guess there are other reasons why, as well, but that’s the most immediate one. It’s one of those things that just sort of makes sense to me.
Mipiace, I’ll admit to being easily distra
Hey! Did I hear someone say tequila? Mmm, love tequila.
Thanks.
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Ok, I was afraid it was starting to show.
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Nope, probably not. I’m trying, though.
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Again, thank you.
Hmmm, all I can say is…yummy - nice visual with that one. I used to take a spin class with several 20 somethings in those bike shorts…oooh what a distraction. But you can bet your spandex I was there EVERY SINGLE CLASS and on time too by God! I pedaled lik ehell because my adrenaline was seriously spiking.
On a related but completely different note. I had a boss that used to wear spandex…he’d work out and come back to the office all sweaty in that spandex. AND he was about 50 lbs over weight. Somehow he thought spandex was gonna’ hold all that in. Makes me want to heave just thinking about it. So when I think of bad spandex, I don’t think of “not manly men” I think of him - much, much worse believe me.
Yes, Davey, I get friendly while drinking tequila. So are the margarita’s at your house tonight? Flybynight, Branwen and I will all come over and see who gets distracted.