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Cynthia
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Dec 13, 2010 06:57AM
The number of condoms used in a certain time period should be kept private. Ahem, sayeth the prudish old lady.
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Back in the glory days before abstinence education, my girls didn't get a stinking video, they got a real banana and a condom in their high school health class.
In second grade, we got a quick talk and short slide presentation in the cafeteria from our PE teacher. I still don't have it all figured out.
That is probably because they were teaching abstinence, and that just doesn't work in most minds :-)
At the time, we thought it was just about the funniest thing we'd ever heard.
Enough with this norovirus. Reminds me of when thrush was going around the girls' preschool. Then came hoof and mouth disease. Yuck. Get better, one and all.
Jammies wrote: "I am supersick, norovirus sick, can't be more than ten steps from the bathroom sick."Boo! Feel better!
Cynthia wrote: "Enough with this norovirus. Reminds me of when thrush was going around the girls' preschool. Then came hoof and mouth disease. Yuck. Get better, one and all."Do your daughters go to school in a barn? I didn't know people could catch thrush.
Sarah, peoplethrush is different from horsethrush, because it's a fungus rather than a bacteria.Okay, I have to go dry heave some more.
Sometimes I accuse them of being born in a barn (when they leave the door open) but no, they went to preschool in a church. People thrush, like Jammies said.
Jammies wrote: "I am supersick, norovirus sick, can't be more than ten steps from the bathroom sick."
Say hello to Ralph and Earl.
Say hello to Ralph and Earl.
Okay, this may sound weird, but....In my dream, I was on TC, and I was reading a comment that Myles left, and he said that he went to UNC. And I was like, "OMG, I go to UNC as well!" and then the next thing I remember is that Myles (what my mind has constructed Myles to look and sound like) is in my dorm room, and we're talking about TC. And then this dude comes in my room, and he's like, "It's snowing out, do you mind if I stay here for the night?" And I say yeah, and the guy and I end up having sex in my bed. Which was lofted, for some reason. And Myles is still in the room. And I remember that I had peformed oral sex on this guy, and he was wearing condom, which I thought he was going to have a big problem with, but he didn't.
so the guy leaves in the morning, and I'm feeling pretty good because I you know, almost had sex with someone. Myles is sitting at the computer, and I'm like, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have had sex with you in the room." And Myles is all, "Hey, check out this website." and it's like a website of urban legends, and the one I'm reading is about this dude with HIV that goes around to girls rooms, claiming that he has nowhere to sleep so that he can sleep with them.
Britt-Britt wrote: "Okay, this may sound weird, but....
In my dream, I was on TC, and I was reading a comment that Myles left, and he said that he went to UNC. And I was like, "OMG, I go to UNC as well!" and then the..."
If this is a test of my restraint, I have a feeling I'm about to fail in a big, big way.
In my dream, I was on TC, and I was reading a comment that Myles left, and he said that he went to UNC. And I was like, "OMG, I go to UNC as well!" and then the..."
If this is a test of my restraint, I have a feeling I'm about to fail in a big, big way.
Remember the guy I said would fuck me if I didn't have my hymen?Last Friday, we were lying on my bed, and he like...out of nowhere, put his fingers in my hair.....and it felt SO CREEPY. Like.....I did not like that at all. It just felt WEIRD. I thought I was supposed to like that kind of stuff?
Britt-Britt wrote: "Remember the guy I said would fuck me if I didn't have my hymen?"
Was his first name Buster?
Was his first name Buster?
Sally wrote: "**backs away**"
As for the thread title adjustment, I also enjoy rubbernecking freeway pileups, looking for body parts.
As for the thread title adjustment, I also enjoy rubbernecking freeway pileups, looking for body parts.
If this thread is going to be verbal rallies between Britt and Clark, I may have to hang out here.
Clark (not Phil) wants to run his fingers through your hair.By the way, different people like different things. If you don't like someone messing with your hair but would like their attention to remain on you, you can easily re-direct them.
"Ooh, your touch feels good -- could you rub my shoulders for a bit?"
Well, it wasn't anything....like that. It was...I dunno. I used to crave touch, and now....I don't like it so much.
Probably a touch of that self-loathing thing you seem to suffer now and then. I hope you're able to work through that before it becomes socially crippling. We're all pulling for you.
If people keep tagging me in facebook photos, I'm gonna lose it. I hate every last picture I'm in.I don't know why I don't like it when people touch me now! I used to be soooo touchy-feely, but I don't know, no one returned the sentiment, so maybe they don't like to be touched by me. Or maybe I just need a good hug. But even now, like, I hugged my friend earlier, and it was like....my body was hugging him, but I wasn't there.
Britt - you've been through a lot lately. Don't fight what your body is telling you. It's not a bad thing to want some personal space.
What's next? Seeping wounds? Cheesy discharges?










