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There are a lot of words like topiary in the sexual dictionary of everyday use – words that everybody knows but only a few do. Teabagging, rinding, fisting, felching and going down on a minor to name but five.
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Yes. It really is.
This whole freelancing thing is killing me - have two deadlines tomorrow and instead of actually doing any work, so far today I've made tea, looked up the timetable for my local swimming pool, found out about Kevin Blechdom what FtC and Amp were on about, and now I'm hanging around on here trying to encourage Squeegy and Uber to have a fight in the manner of a lascivious old man encouraging two blonde cheerleaders to grapple in mud for my entertainment.
Am one step away from admitting that 'the morning' isn't my most productive time and going back to bed.
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I don't know what rinding means. The rest, no problem.
What is rinding, Elvis?
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quote:Originally posted by 69 Comeback Elvis: There are a lot of words like topiary in the sexual dictionary of everyday use – words that everybody knows but only a few do. Teabagging, rinding, fisting, felching and going down on a minor to name but five.
Plus... carpetbombing, anal-eclipse, oogly shabubu, and the Bradford refried bean.
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It's a Reggaeton phrase. To bump and rind. It's how the girls make their bums move like that. You stitch some thread to the inside of their arseholes and feed it through the body and out of the mouth. A "master rinder" will control up to seventeen of these meat puppets at once. It's why Reggaeton dancers' mouths gape like angler fish.
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quote:Originally posted by 69 Comeback Elvis: It's a Reggaeton phrase. To bump and rind. It's how the girls make their bums move like that. You stitch some thread to the inside of their arseholes and feed it through the body and out of the mouth. A "master rinder" will control up to seventeen of these meat puppets at once. It's why Reggaeton dancers' mouths gape like angler fish.
quote:Originally posted by squeegy: Look, its not a big deal. I wasnt calling you a thicko or anything but you do seem determined to blow this out of proportion. It was, as you said, a snippy comment. Fine, lets leave it at that. Or must you have an apology for every imagined slight on the board?
Not for every "imagined" slight no, but for snippy, unfair and unnecessary comments then yes, manners are important. Thanks for the apology. /ends
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quote:Originally posted by London: I sent you some Blechdom mp3s about a million years ago, Scrawny. Get up to speed, woman!
I know, I totally adored 'love you from the heart' but at the time I only had time to look at her website which is a scaryass collection of never-ending gifs. Now, however, I know lots!
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quote:Originally posted by Black Mask: cathetugging
Now that's just a step too far.
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Smunking is like Chinese food. You have to go out for it.
I was first told that joke (substituting the word smunking for the phrase blow job) when I was about 11. I had no idea what a blow job was. I wasn't even 100% clear on Chinese food. Or why you woud have to go out for either. But I laughed along. I admit it, I liked to flirt.
Or 'helmet tattoo' – the art of pressing flowers in your foreskin.
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quote:Originally posted by omikin: incidentally, which rules did you play? bough's or the whitehouse convention?
Bough's. Definitely. Although since it's taken off in the States there are all sorts of new variations... twists, if you like! Oh, rofl! I've tried Klondike Dutch and Chicago Dutch. They're fast, admittedly. But what you gain in speed you tend to lose in sensation, aftershock and misery.
quote:Originally posted by scrawny: I know, I totally adored 'love you from the heart' but at the time I only had time to look at her website which is a scaryass collection of never-ending gifs. Now, however, I know lots!
quote:Originally posted by Black Mask: My mum still does that, in case you thought it was a dead art.
My mum was lucky enough to be born a hermaphrodite (“she’ll never go long without a paying customer,” Granddad would say proudly). And she could do the most amazing impressions using actual insects she had pressed between the heavy folds of her cooch.
Mum had a cocko up top, then twat, then balls – a most unusual arrangement that looked, in the early evening light, one leg on the make-up table, preparing herself for the shaft ahead, not unlike Kirk Douglas screaming.
I remember one Christmas, when the charades had dried up, Mum hoiked herself onto the dining room table and ordered the lights be dimmed. “This is a special one Alan,” she smiled, I was always her favourite. Mum delivered the most haunting and beautiful rendition of the Barbara Dixon and Elaine Page classic, ‘I knew him so well’ I have ever seen. She played Dixon and a Cabbage White, animated wonderfully by her quivering quim walls and nodding cock, was Paige. How she got so much pathos into a butterfly I'll never know.
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