Lucky man, if I could be assed to get off my behind and stop wanking over porn on the internet and get out more maybe, I would pay for sex, but for now, it's madame palm and her five lovely daughters. Until my social life kicks in again and then I look longingly at girls in social systems but with no real attempt to actually get them in social situations. Eventually no doubt leading me to some sort of sex crime; although I am so afraid of sex by now that might just be me depriving myself of oxygen to get a massive high off ononism.Arising_uk wrote:Unlike you I have no need to pay for sex.bobevenson wrote:And he probably had someone like Arising in mind when he wrote "Roxanne."
I kid of course, I have had sex, not as often as I would of liked or with quite as many partners likewise and in interesting ways that would look like a butchers slab. But some sex. Or have I, it's had to tell isn't it...
j/k
This worryingly frank message was brought to you by the makers of Christ on a bike at least I'm not that sad TM, funded by the Jesus on a unicycle foundation of humorous anecdotes.
Is it me or do you think we are kinda losing the point of this thread in inane tittle tattle and mindless banter?