guy,, my ass has had everything from dicks to bottles,,veggies,,and all kinds of toys,,,but,,,when you go shopping at the supermarket, it's either a butt plug or a tampon,,,butt plugs have the habit of starting to slide out no matter how good a base they have,,the tampon stays on,,, surely you agree that you can't have a dick attached to your ass as you walk the isles of the local supermarket,,not allowed "dude"

That's the road he is headed down. By the sounds that he has had everything under the sun shoved up his ass. Won't be long before he is wearing diapers to control the uncontrollable ass leakage.

strictly fun and pleasure,,,anal drip is only after several lovers decide to have me all in one "sitting" so to speak,,hahah

You minimize your comment, kebmo, and you should not. To post; "I like pink!" might sound like gibberish to some but those three short words made a whole lotta sense to me and were very meaningful. Clearly, you were reacting favorably to the new member's lingerie pictures where he had donned pink panties a color of panties that have in your collection.

I can easily post automated impersonal greetings like "welcome", "nice pics" or "I like pink". I don't really need members for this. Frankly, a simple bot leaving random greetings picked out of predefined list would be more creative than this. You are supposed to write something meaningful and not something that a primitive algorithm can.

There is a very simple solution to this.

Play the national anthem before every public event and require all in attendance to sing all FOUR verses of the Star Spangled Banner, including the third verse where it talks of putting slaves in the grave. Once people realize that their national anthem is more than just one verse, they will quickly stop talking about patriotism and will call it for what it is ~ a Racist song written by a Racist.


O say can you see, by the dawn’s early light,
What so proudly we hail’d at the twilight’s last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight
O’er the ramparts we watch’d were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there,
O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep
Where the foe’s haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o’er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning’s first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream,
’Tis the star-spangled banner - O long may it wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

And where is that band who so vauntingly swore,
That the havoc of war and the battle’s confusion
A home and a Country should leave us no more?
Their **** has wash’d out their foul footstep’s pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave,
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

O thus be it ever when freemen shall stand
Between their lov’d home and the war’s desolation!
Blest with vict’ry and peace may the heav’n rescued land
Praise the power that hath made and preserv’d us a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto - “In God is our trust,”
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

That's a very good point, kebmo!

I guess there’s only so many things you can say about dicks, boobs and whisker biscuits.