So on this "family friendly" Fray board, where one must be careful with our words lest our conversations fall on delicate ears, we're going into all sorts of details about how to masturbate, how to surreptitiously get a sample of sperm for testing, why toilets seats and/or lids should be up or down, and what sorts of tortures a 14-year old might have used to try to bump off his baby brother. I just can't take it anymore.

AAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Well this was a point I tried to make to Jeremy when he claimed that some of the posts that he deleted he did so because of their graphic content. Honestly, how can one respond to a letter about a vibrator without being a little bit graphic? It's all very hypocritical when Prudie herself writes letters that theoretically would be banned if they were posts.

'Neat, just so you know, I masturbated last night. I then gathered the "leavings" for a sperm count using the turkey baster method. Just so you know, I've had a vasectomy, so the count was zero. I'd forgotten that I'd been snipped, so I felt pretty stupid after that! I then when into the bathroom to clean up from my masturbation, sat on the toilet, but fell inside because I'd left the seat up (even though I'm the only one who uses it, and should know better). See what too much masturbation with a vibrator bought over the Internet does to the brain?! I was so enraged at my carelessness, I immediately sat down at my computer and, using CADD, developed three different and unique baby booby trap devices. I later deleted the designs, but, probably they're still out there in my computer, somewhere.

Other than that, though, I understand your pain. :-P

just sayin is all

We can talk about dildos, sperm and poopy toilets as long as we neither curse (too much) nor insult the knuckleheads who are asking questions like, "My boyfriend? His sperm might be broken? And I have to know? Before we get married? Even though I'm going to marry him anyway?" and "I'm perfect? But this guy I work with? He leaves his socks in the bathroom?"

So, well, there we are.

Unless we're somewhere else. Like theflymagazine.blogspot.com. Just sayin'.

Aaaargh that damn Rick Astley song and now this!!!! brain bleach, stat!

Happy Friday, all!

SmagBoy1:

Other than that, though, I understand your pain. :-P

LOL!

As long as you understand it, I guess. Tho' it sounds like your life is getting a bit out of hand at the moment.

Smag! A++++++

IncogNeato:

As long as you understand it, I guess. Tho' it sounds like your life is getting a bit out of hand at the moment.

Oh, no, 'Neato. It's actually quite in hand. Wasn't that obvious from my post?

Congratulations, my previously pristine white t-shirt has coffee dribbles on it because I took a drink of coffee at just the wrong time.

Glad to oblige!

Doesn't EVERYONE think of Rick Astley when they're thinking of vibrators?

How much trouble am I going to be in when the cumpny reads these comments I've been dropping?

SmagBoy1:

I immediately sat down at my computer and developed three different and unique baby booby trap devices.

Did you catch any?

I don't know what you people are talking about!

LW1: Vibrators are personal massage devices for muscle relaxation.

LW2: Daddy kisses Mommy and he spits out a seed that she swallows and it grows into a baby.

LW3: Her father doesn't know how to use email or Facebook. Aren't old people quaint?

LW4: Boys need to learn to keep the restroom tidy!