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A minister decided that a visual demonstration would add emphasis to his Sunday sermon. He put four worms into four separate jars. The first worm was put into a jar of alcohol. The second worm was put into a jar of cirgarette smoke. The third worm was put into a jar of semon. The fourth worm was put into a jar of good clean soil. At the conslusion of the sermon, the minister reported the following results, the first worm in alcohol- dead, the second worm in cigarette smoke - dead, the third worm in semen - dead, the fourth worm in g ood clean soil - alive. The minister asked the congregation - what can we learn from this demonstration? A little old woman in the back quickly raised her hand and said:

“As long as you drink, smoke and have sex you won’t have worms!”

Happy birthday Rach!

This from the beautiful and talented Jessica…

‘I take it all back. A day that ends with a conversation that includes the sentence, ?Yeah, we?ll need to be flanked by ninjas!? cannot be that bad.’

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Not unusual for a guy, right? …..

(I realise that the female population are collectively sighing at this point, another boy, another bout of blue balls, blah blah…)

But seriously, can’t get it out of my brain in all-encompassing physical sense. I’m usually relatively in control of thoughts like this. I keep busy (or keep myself busy), get release through partner (who’s not the issue, btw, it’s more debilitating than just ’sex’) and generally take cold showers.

But the last 72 hours… grrrr.. no matter what I do I feel my body temperature rising continuously. Annoying really….

Things are generally looking up in the land of sciron.org (I don’t use my full name, and my initials looked weird, hence sciron.org).

After taking some (considerable) time, J and I discussed openly our relationship and I finally made some decisions to spend some time outside the relationship cocoon (I think she was relinquishing her opportunity to get out as well). Always a good thing to be investing ones time and energy in.

Once the finances settle up i’ll be back on the rollerblading path, back on the socialising path and focussing on the career junctions.

edited: Sometime later. Horrific the grammatical and spelling errors within my realm of authoring…..

Strippers…. funny aren’t they….. lots of people do it, lots of people go and see them, but standard ‘values’ dictates that we shouldn’t be aroused by somebody else naked….

[and jumping onto something only slightly related!....]

Women are hypocrites when it comes to bodies, fashion and the ‘don’t-touch’ rule…. and allow me to explain…

Women, as far as I see, rule the world of body image. Pick up any women’s magazine and you will find more scanitly clad women than your local copy of The Picture…. When I walk down the street, most of my girlfriends and partners (’friends’ people…) will make comments about the passing-by crowd.

‘Ooh she’s cute’ … ‘God I don’t like that skirt’ …. ‘Her arse looks fat in those jeans’ ….. Meanwhile I’m standing there thinking.. “Am I hearing this from a woman’s mouth?’ … for all the persecution that we receive, the guilty party is usually not men.

Men date women of all shapes and sizes, and I know very few of them who are dating the size 6-10, big boobed, blonde haired Barbie dolls that we’re ’supposed’ to be seeing. In fact I can think of only one guy I know who’s obsessed with the tiny waist theorem.

The rest of us date ‘normal’ girls with ‘normal’ figures. Some of them date athletic girls (they are athletic themselves, go figure!), some don’t mind ‘junk in the trunk’. Different folks and all that….
Generally though the guys I know go out with girls they find attractive. I have penchants for girls with a waist (no, not a tiny one!) and who wear glasses (seriously)…. so that’s the kinds of girls I am physically attracted to.

So when girlfriends go off at boyfriends for seeing strippers at a Bachelor party, it irks me beyond recognition. Especially when said individuals go to hen’s nights, accost acts not legal in three states and claim they were ‘just having fun’……

Men ogle and women admire it seems…

*sigh*

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