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LOL. There's not much to stare at, here. I'm 24 years old and still haven't hit boobular puberty.

No, you're right. Because I'm secretly racist, my husband and I have invented these situations in our minds. This is exactly what I'm talking about. This dismissive assumption that you must be a racist if you notice something prevalent in another ethnicity. You know what? I see a lot of black...

Haha, does it make you feel like they want to make a meal out of you? Cause if so, no deal. It would be a lateral move. It'd bother me just as much from white/black/orange/purple men as it does from Mexicans. :P

"stop staring at me and my wife when we go out together." Yes, plz. >.< And also, when she's out by herself. I don't mind being checked out. Who does? A little glance here or there doesn't bother me a bit. I do it. But when you're staring at me, directly at my face or body, and you continue to...

That's right. I -friended- you.

This is pitiful, baby. Even guys who just have girlfriends gave 'em an obligatory "she makes me happy" entry! SHOW SOME LOVE, BUTTMUNCH. I can still beat you up from five states away. And, to avoid all-out threadjacking: What makes me happy is knowing I'll be home on Saturday. WITH MY...

The keys were most DEFINITELY not marked, which is the most concerning part (beyond the fact that a realty company would employ such negligent workers). Most keys like that say "do not duplicate," these looked like any other key to these apartments, save for the fact that there were many of them...

There's actually a hot sauce called Rectal Rocket Fuel, but I don't know how they stack up to competitors where flavor is concerned. www.peppers.com is a good place to look, because they have varying degrees of heat as well as several flavors. My mother-in-law had a bottle of the Georgia Peach...

. . . Now I have 42. I can't . . . they don't . . . aiognaoiegbhsrb. :cry: I'm convinced the last 8 don't exist. They're just messing with my head. It's all been a conspiracy against me. The ones I can't get for anything are the woman with two kids, the mountain, the cave under the mountain...

Not at all the sort of post I would expect from someone with the name "Clueless." After being damned near unable to find work speaking my own language in my own country in this God-forsaken oven, I completely agree with you. However, two years ago, I would not have, and would have called you a...

Yeah, you can't be that bad of a nerd. I've heard your woman is smokin' hot. :D

What's funny, considering this particular forum's inspiration, is there's a Toyota dealership right next door. Good thing there's no longer a Supra in our lives or drunk_medic might consider me a traitor. :P

supra90turbo, I work at a Chevy dealership also, only I work as the receptionist. I can definitely relate to being talked to like a child and feeling under suspicion for things you didn't do. I have a manager who seems just to have something against me for no reason whatsoever, no matter how...

Be careful with your expectations, boys. The -quality- of said steak and blowjob are likely directly effected by the thoughtfulness of your Valentine's gestures.

Hehe. You've got the idea! I'm helping the world turn 'round, here. . :P

It seems to be that single people consider Valentine's day nothing but commercialism, and those who have somebody either don't think anything of it, or note that it's commercialism yet celebrate anyway. Having been married for several years, I get tired of hearing about how the holidays I like...

Hee, yeah. We rock just a little bit. :D He's my buddy.

Haha! Though I'm sure he'd regret having missed out, he knows I'd give him all the details. :P . . I'd probably brag my ass off.

Comments from aforementioned wife - she -was- amazing. Tight but soft, curved in all the right places. I've been living with the influence of a man far too long, though. I couldn't tell you what her face looked like to save my life. I wish that women who admit an attraction to other women...