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Quite a chest on the second guy. Poor firecat is out about $6 US, so maybe we should take up a collection.

Would I welcome a guy who shows up to my hotel room at 2 a.m. Not necessarily. He has to be awfully hot, and the guys already in my room would have to agree.

Since no one has responded, and I won't suggest that it is because your premise is wrong, I will simply respond that I don't like her all that much. That is one reason I didn't see Gravity. Who believes it is anybody in space besides Sandra Bullock and George Clooney?

I want to see Captain Phillips. I won't read the story about it being a lie until after I see it. I hated Don Jon. There haven't been many good movies these last few months. So I hope Phillips is it.

On the topic of the NSA, or, It Never Stops: WASHINGTON — The National Security Agency has been sifting through millions of contact lists from personal email and instant messaging accounts around the world — including those of Americans — in its effort to find possible links to terrorism or other criminal activity, according to a published report. The Washington Post reported late Monday that the spy agency intercepts hundreds of thousands of email address books every day from private accounts on Yahoo, Gmail, Facebook and Hotmail that move though global data links. The NSA also collects about a half million buddy lists from live chat services and email accounts.

One underground movement that Iread about is to use the trigger words in innocuous emails- tons of them- so that NSA will be too busy trying to find them, they won't have time to read lookin's email!

Our fellow poster firecat has had some great success with grndr in Thailand, and now he says that jack'd is even better. So I hauled out the Ipad to sign up so I could see the cute Thai guys who want to share their young, firm, cum-filled, sexy bodies with trim, fit, sexy Caucasians like myself. Of course I made myself ten year and ten pounds lighter. That Asian "respect for the elders" thing only goes so far. But the Ipad said I couldn't sign up for grndr "at this time." So, I signed up for jack'd. They ask for your email and password, and I thought surely they don't expect me to give them the password to my email, so i made one up. Why would they need my email password anyway? Well, it turns out that they do because I couldn't log-in with my made up password, and those Thai guys had to masturbate rather than come on my face. Well, cum on a picture of my face. And no, I don't guarantee that it is really my face, but I do have photos of several of you. So, am I missing something here? Jack'd didn't throw me off, so I can't say i was jack'd off, but I wasn't allowed on either, so I couldn't turn on and tune in. I want to see hot Thai boys on jack'd so i will know what I could get if I went there. Could he be on jack'd??? Or him? Or him? Okay, probably not these particular guys, but similes thereof?

I thought Obama had cracked down on leaks.

It's been so long since Sister Mary Brutality taught me English grammar. If she only knew that Google would come along, she might not have been as harsh. Word and Usage FAQs > Lie / Lay / Lying / Laying Lie is an intransitive verb (one that does not take an object), meaning "to recline." Its principal parts are lie (base form), lay (past tense), lain (past participal), and lying (present participle). [Lie meaning "to tell an untruth" uses lied for both the past tense and past participle, with lying as the present participle.] Lay is a transitive verb (one that takes an object), meaning "to put" or "to place." Its principal parts are lay (base form), laid (past tense), laid (past participle), and laying (present participle). The two words have different meanings and are not interchangeable. Although lay also serves as the past tense of lie (to recline) – as in, "He lay down for a nap an hour ago" – lay (or laying) may not otherwise be used to denote reclining. It is not correct to say or write, "I will lay down for nap" or "He is laying down for a nap." The misuse of lay or laying in the sense of "to recline" (which requires lie or lying) is the most common error involving the confusion of these two words. > Once you lay (put or place) a book on the desk, it is lying (reclining, resting) there, not laying there. > When you go to Bermuda for your vacation, you spend your time lying (not laying) on the beach (unless, of course, you are engaged in sexual activity and are, in the vernacular, laying someone on the beach). > You lie down on the sofa to watch TV and spend the entire evening lying there; you do not lay down on the sofa to watch TV and spend the entire evening laying there. > If you see something lying on the ground, it is just resting there; if you see something laying on the ground, it must be doing something else, such as laying eggs

A German bishop is in hot water for spending 42 million dollars (!) to renovate his home. This is the same guy who flew first class to meet with the poor in India. And, oh, he's being criminally charged for lying in a state case. Bishop Franz-Peter Tebartz-van Elst, appointed by the German Pope Benedict, apparently didn't know of Benedict's plans to resign. And now he's being asked to resign, and flew to Rome yesterday to meet with the Argentinian Pope. He expects to be housed at the Four Seasons or the Roman equivalent there of, no doubt. Get to know the Bishop while he is still a bishop: http://www.nytimes.com/2013/10/13/world/europe/german-outrage-swells-over-a-bishops-spending.html?src=me I hope he doesn't wear his fancy outfit!

Did I hear party boy?

The NY Times today takes an in-depth look at the problems presented by the roll-out of Obamacare. Here's a hint: “These are not glitches,” said an insurance executive who has participated in many conference calls on the federal exchange. Like many people interviewed for this article, the executive spoke on the condition of anonymity, saying he did not wish to alienate the federal officials with whom he works. “The extent of the problems is pretty enormous. At the end of our calls, people say, ‘It’s awful, just awful.' ” http://www.nytimes.com/2013/10/13/us/politics/from-the-start-signs-of-trouble-at-health-portal.html?hp

You just haven't been seeing the same Asian guys I have. I see the opposite to be true. And perhaps it's time we stop lumping all guys of Asian heritage together. Japanese, Chinese, Korean, etc. We assume that because they are all Asian guys, they can be put into one category. They would beg to differ. Hypothetically, because I don't know for a fact, one group may have a history of circumcision while the other abhors it. Yet we lump them together and the subgroups get lost. But here: Someone has ranked circumcision by country. perhaps that will help, if they are accurately reporting the statistics. http://www.photius.com/rankings/circumcised_men_country_ranks.html See where the Asian countries rank and you may have an answer.

It's being touted in this article as a new technology: http://www.nytimes.com/2013/10/13/business/in-a-mood-call-center-agents-can-tell.html?hp By analyzing voice patterns, supposedly you can ascertain what a person really thinks versus what he says. It seems like a crock of shit to me. The whole basis for the analysis depends on what some third person determines voice patterns mean. I doubt they are any better at this than those folks who tell you they can determine what your dreams mean. The article speaks of the helpfulness this could have for say, people in call centers. If you say how happy you are with their product, they can analyze your voice patterns and determine that you really think their product sucks. Just like lie detector tests supposedly tell when you are lying. They are so unreliable that courts don't allow them as evidence. Yet they are used- often in employment settings- and believed, often with harsh consequences. So now you have someone who will say that you don't mean what you say, and they know this as a scientific fact. Horseshit. If only my typing patterns could reveal what I really think, you might learn that truthfully I love this new technology. Or not.

Balloons always make for a good fuck show. Why is that?

Duke seems to have mellowed slightly as he now ignores me when I drop by. I am looking for a Scottie puppy to buy if anyone knows a quality breeder. Oz, you are right that a home needs a dog...or three!

What a coincidence. I am also available at 7:30 a.m.!

I take it that the third dog didn't tug at your hard heart.

https://socialreader.com/me/content/lsXCB?chid=75845&_p=trending&utm_source=wp&utm_medium=Widgets&utm_campaign=wpsrTrendingExternal-1-opt We spend lots of time here talking about and showing pix of the guys who turn us on, but it's time to face facts. These guys we like are simply not the average man. He is more like us, if you believe this study, reported in The Atlantic magazine. We discuss the guys we like in terms of inches- say, nine or ten. But this guy is 39 inches-around the waist. Why is it that we don't see pics of him in the Pornification forum? Don't we lust after guys just like us? Now, it's true, you may be the exception to the rule. So post your pic then! (For the record, I am increasingly obese. As I get older, I work out less. But this is enough to get me to the gym!)

In St. Petersburg, Russia: .

Dogs often like to have a friend, so two dogs can be a good idea. We lost one of our two Scotties in July, so are looking to get a puppy around the first of the year. A Scotty of course.

I have long been a fan of Norman Rockwell, and have been to Vermont where there is a gallery devoted to his paintings. I see him as a patriot in the meaning of the word as it was used when I grew up. It's been bastardized or something nowadays by the Tea Party or others who think that you are not a patriot if you don't agree with them.

And a joke: A lady walked into a drugstore and told the pharmacist she needed some cyanide right away. The pharmacist naturally was concerned by such a request and asked, “Why in the world do you need cyanide?” The lady then explained that she needed it to poison her husband. The pharmacist’s eyes got big and he said, “I can’t give you cyanide to kill your husband! That’s against the law! I’ll lose my license. They’ll throw both of us in jail and all kinds of bad things will happen! Absolutely not! You cannot have any cyanide!” The lady reached into her purse and pulled out a picture of her husband in bed with the pharmacist’s wife. The pharmacist looked at the picture and replied, “Well, now. You didn’t tell me you had a prescription.” One more joke? A man is walking in a graveyard when he hears the Third Symphony played backward. When it’s over, the Second Symphony starts playing, also backward, and then the First. “What’s going on?” he asks a cemetery worker. “It’s Beethoven,” says the worker. “He’s decomposing.” *** Since we're on a roll, here's my kind of toilet:

CONFIDENTIAL to Mario---no others to read---Important! Mario, please cum all over my chest and face, and then do it again, after I eat your ass.

I could do that.