education has no finish line that's the truest thing you've said for a long long time, there may be hope for you yet. liar. I never lie, I have no need to. Whatever you wish to think is of no matter to me.
Oh my... deary me... errrrmmm... ummmm... I'm sorry, I shouldn't laugh... but LMAO! Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
"read" as in past tense! i was a voracious reader. i could knock off 3 or 4 regular novels a day. naturally i'd run out of material!Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
Of course. I... eerrrrmm... never thought otherwisePlease Register or Log in to view the hidden image! And it's ok, I too have read things that are frightening. I got so desperately bored on a flight once and since I'd read the 3 books I'd brought with me and I'd read the flight magazine cover to cover, boredom drove me to such a level of insanity that I ended up borrowing a Barbara Cartland book from a woman behind me. I'm still scarred from that experiencePlease Register or Log in to view the hidden image!. Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
at the homefront, the dinner table was kinda wacky. siblings and i always read during meals. parents gave up on trying to converse as they were simply ignored. mater however drew the line when i plunked a stack of britannicas down. i remember my marvel comics being confiscated for a period of time. very traumatic i still cart a book to the table. i do not read. i fondle and play with it *cartland? read em all!Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
Yeah I was like that as well. It got to the point where the bookshelves groaned each time I crammed a new book in them. In the end they were stored in boxes in the shed as there was no room in the house for any more books. My parents used to call me anti-social because I would walk through the house reading and I used to sit there and read at the dinner table as well. It all came to a head with my parents when I fell asleep while reading in the bathtub at the age of 15. My mother had walked past the bathroom as my head slipped under the water line and she heard me choking and stormed in and found me flailing... lol.. I had to promise not to read in the bath after that and they refused to buy me as many books as they had in the pastPlease Register or Log in to view the hidden image!. I was of course devastated and ended up saving all of my allowance to buy new books and since I'd go through them so quickly, I was always looking out for specials at the book stores or the second hand or book exchanges. The library was a very popular haunt and trips there supposedly to study in my final year of high school would see me there until closing time at 10pm every night, as I'd spend the final hour looking for books to read for pleasure and not study... lol. Parents would grumble about having to come and pick me up at that time but as far as they were concerned I was supposed to be studying so I'd get the squinty eyed look from my father as I'd get into the car with a stack of books saying they're for study.. Even now so many years after that, my father still laughs that I could think he was so gullible. Ahhh the good old days. Now I'm old Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! and don't have enough time to read as I did in my younger years.. Sigh.... And you've read all of Cartland? Eeeekkk... I've only read one and that was out of desperation. It was so cloying and the sickly type of romantic.. with the simpering looks and the kind of sex scenes where his and her body throbbed, etc. LMAO... ugh the memories from that book are flooding back... even after more than 13 years...Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
Kid gloves aside, I don't care who sees this. I envy this kind of childhood. It tears my heart to know I did not have that.
No fucking way, romance novels fucking OWN. The sex scenes are hilarious. How can you dispute something that has lines like "sumptuous mating of lips" and "his tounge conquered and explored her mouth"? Plus, you feel so superiour to the loser cunts who are the main characters. The whole plot revolves around them throwing tantrums and allowing themselves to be treated like shit because they're "in love". What could be more amusing and cathartic than the treatment of another woman's pathetic-ness?
Yep. I believe that eating an animal is wrong. So it has to be a 'meat like substance'. Screw it. I'll just say it was a carrot or something. A big hard pulsing carrot. So, did you ruin any dinners today?
"Porn for vegans" Carrots don't pulse. The still-beating hearts of men I dated then disembowled with my set of Hitler Youth knives pulse, but you don't need to know that. Hell yeah.
Actually I find the comment about your Hitler Youth Knife highly arousing. Carrots can pulse. They have to be boiled though. So how about this: "Romeo shoved his fat meat-like stick into Juliet’s love pool. He then moved back and forward, his throbbing soy meat poking her nether regions." You should tape record your phone conversations and put them online. Actually, I have a .wav of a message that my sister left on my friend’s cell phone (She’s drunk as hell). Want to hear it?
on another note I forgot two of my favorite books, Piercing the Darkness and This Present Darkness by Frank Peretti