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Lived down the dirt road from Z's old place

Odd she had moved so close to her old Vandal buddy, and sells now that the last Martin is gone from Arizona...


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You really need to get a day job outside of Googling Sarah Palin and dancing in a leotard in the hanging pleasure cage at the Golden Banana

CID1990 wrote:You really need to get a day job outside of Googling Sarah Palin and dancing in a leotard in the hanging pleasure cage at the Golden Banana

No Google required - all over the news down here in Podunk Arizona - every single Facebook News Feed (all the news channels, local paper) had it as a story.


and I retired three years ago, after that incident with the VMI alumni group.

That's a nice cash-in.

Is there any demographic group that beats hot women in getting as far in life with as little effort put into it? I am genuinely jealous and in awe of them.

You have to wonder why with all the conversation about "privilege" that no one mentions a group of people that you rarely ever see homeless or on welfare or food stamps.

I'll bet you can get it for under a million, due to the White Trash Factor ("WTF").

You have to wonder why with all the conversation about "privilege" that no one mentions a group of people that you rarely ever see homeless or on welfare or food stamps

You know when I was in Salt Lake City this past fall I got hit up by a female panhandler who was absolutely gorgeous. The thought of trying to take advantage of the situation did cross my mind. But I thought better of it.

JohnStOnge wrote:

You have to wonder why with all the conversation about "privilege" that no one mentions a group of people that you rarely ever see homeless or on welfare or food stamps

You know when I was in Salt Lake City this past fall I got hit up by a female panhandler who was absolutely gorgeous. The thought of trying to take advantage of the situation did cross my mind. But I thought better of it.

No, stop! Of course you didn't!

JohnStOnge wrote:

You have to wonder why with all the conversation about "privilege" that no one mentions a group of people that you rarely ever see homeless or on welfare or food stamps

You know when I was in Salt Lake City this past fall I got hit up by a female panhandler who was absolutely gorgeous. The thought of trying to take advantage of the situation did cross my mind. But I thought better of it.

Was she over 18?

Was she over 18?

If I had to guess I'd guess she was in her 30s. She was really, really pretty though. I couldn't believe she was an apparently homeless person who had to go around begging people for handouts like that.

When I say she looked homeless she was dressed very rough. Also she had like leaves or something in her hair like she'd been sleeping on the ground or something. But she was REALLY pretty even with that. No make up or anything of course. Just a profoundly natural beauty.

I was in a McDonald's next to the hotel ordering and she came up while I was opening my wallet and said she'd like to have some of that money. I gave her some and the McDonald's people made her give it back. It was an interesting experience. I really wondered how she ended up where she was.

Can we get an update on the real estate purchases of Geraldine Ferrarro and Walter Mondale?

JohnStOnge wrote:

I was in a McDonald's next to the hotel ordering and she came up while I was opening my wallet and said she'd like to have some of that money. I gave her some and the McDonald's people made her give it back. It was an interesting experience. I really wondered how she ended up where she was.

Why didn't you tell the McDonald's people to butt out?

That was very big government of them to not allow you two to make a private personal transaction.

andy7171 wrote:Can we get an update on the real estate purchases of Geraldine Ferrarro and Walter Mondale?

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And For Geraldine:

JohnStOnge wrote:

You have to wonder why with all the conversation about "privilege" that no one mentions a group of people that you rarely ever see homeless or on welfare or food stamps

You know when I was in Salt Lake City this past fall I got hit up by a female panhandler who was absolutely gorgeous. The thought of trying to take advantage of the situation did cross my mind. But I thought better of it.

If she was gorgeous and was interested in trading physical intimacy for money she'd be earning $1000 a week as a call girl.

Pwns wrote:

JohnStOnge wrote:
You know when I was in Salt Lake City this past fall I got hit up by a female panhandler who was absolutely gorgeous. The thought of trying to take advantage of the situation did cross my mind. But I thought better of it.

If she was gorgeous and was interested in trading physical intimacy for money she'd be earning $1000 a week as a call girl.

We don't do that in Utah, we just watch porn.

GrizFanStuckInUtah wrote:

Pwns wrote:
If she was gorgeous and was interested in trading physical intimacy for money she'd be earning $1000 a week as a call girl.

We don't do that in Utah, we just watch porn.

That isn't true. Mormon girls fvck like greyhound bitches.

JohnStOnge wrote:

You have to wonder why with all the conversation about "privilege" that no one mentions a group of people that you rarely ever see homeless or on welfare or food stamps

You know when I was in Salt Lake City this past fall I got hit up by a female panhandler who was absolutely gorgeous. The thought of trying to take advantage of the situation did cross my mind. But I thought better of it.

It was a dude John.

CID1990 wrote:You really need to get a day job outside of Googling Sarah Palin and dancing in a leotard in the hanging pleasure cage at the Golden Banana

This hits home, because I partied in Scottsdale once in the 90s at a place (not sure if it still exists) called The Works. The name was appropriate, because the place truly tried to cover the works as far as genres. One room was rock, one was R&B, one country, etc...

Well, when I was walking about the place pretty hammered, I walked into this one room and there was electronica music playing and I got a few steps in before I realized I was surrounded by faggots. Everywhere, faggots! Dudes in leather. Dudes with asses half showing. Lots and lots of twinks. I look up and there were two fags in a suspended cage dry humping.

I just sort of put up my hand like I just accidentally walked in the ladies room and saw one inserting a tampon and I did an about face and got along my merry way. I'm sure they all got a chuckle, but I was scared shitless!

93henfan wrote:

CID1990 wrote:You really need to get a day job outside of Googling Sarah Palin and dancing in a leotard in the hanging pleasure cage at the Golden Banana

This hits home, because I partied in Scottsdale once in the 90s at a place (not sure if it still exists) called The Works. The name was appropriate, because the place truly tried to cover the works as far as genres. One room was rock, one was R&B, one country, etc...

Well, when I was walking about the place pretty hammered, I walked into this one room and there was electronica music playing and I got a few steps in before I realized I was surrounded by faggots. Everywhere, faggots! Dudes in leather. Dudes with asses half showing. Lots and lots of twinks. I look up and there were two fags in a suspended cage dry humping.

I just sort of put up my hand like I just accidentally walked in the ladies room and saw one inserting a tampon and I did an about face and got along my merry way. I'm sure they all got a chuckle, but I was scared shitless!

Never heard of it - probably long gone before my time. I googled it - location is now a parking lot - holds farmers market there on Saturdays.

It was a dude John.

That's a horrible thought and I suppose it's possible. But if true that makes it better that I didn't try to take advantage of the situaiton.

It really is sad that there are sick ass guys out there that want to pretend to be women. And visa versa. Sick people.

JohnStOnge wrote:

It was a dude John.

That's a horrible thought and I suppose it's possible. But if true that makes it better that I didn't try to take advantage of the situaiton.

It really is sad that there are sick ass guys out there that want to pretend to be women. And visa versa. Sick people.

Best blowjob you ever had.

Maybe they're selling the place to help Bristol with her child support payments?

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Didn't know she had that. But that asking price is nothing compared to what Hef's putting up his mansion for....

SuperHornet wrote:Didn't know she had that. But that asking price is nothing compared to what Hef's putting up his mansion for....

The downside is that the lucky buyer has to let Hef keep living there! Or maybe that's an upside, if the talent flow continues.

93henfan wrote:

CID1990 wrote:You really need to get a day job outside of Googling Sarah Palin and dancing in a leotard in the hanging pleasure cage at the Golden Banana

This hits home, because I partied in Scottsdale once in the 90s at a place (not sure if it still exists) called The Works. The name was appropriate, because the place truly tried to cover the works as far as genres. One room was rock, one was R&B, one country, etc...

Well, when I was walking about the place pretty hammered, I walked into this one room and there was electronica music playing and I got a few steps in before I realized I was surrounded by faggots. Everywhere, faggots! Dudes in leather. Dudes with asses half showing. Lots and lots of twinks. I look up and there were two fags in a suspended cage dry humping.

I just sort of put up my hand like I just accidentally walked in the ladies room and saw one inserting a tampon and I did an about face and got along my merry way. I'm sure they all got a chuckle, but I was scared shitless!

There was a club in Charleston called the Treehouse back in the early 1990s. It was known to be something of a gay club but it was popular with pretty much everyone as a pickup joint and they had excellent DJs playing mostly techno - back when that was cool I guess.

I remember they had these cages that looked like those medieval punishment cages - shaped sort of like an hourglass where one person can fit inside. They were suspended from the ceiling, and anybody could get in them and dance. I remember this one night I went in there with some friends and there was this chubby dude who looked like an effeminate Drew Carey with a buzz cut, in a pink leotard, dancing. It was skin tight and his belly almost lopped over his little pee pee that looked like a little button in the leotard. I literally laughed out loud and pointed at him and then all the girls I was with got mad at me. Whenever I need a pick me up I think of that memory and smile.

CID1990 wrote:

93henfan wrote:


This hits home, because I partied in Scottsdale once in the 90s at a place (not sure if it still exists) called The Works. The name was appropriate, because the place truly tried to cover the works as far as genres. One room was rock, one was R&B, one country, etc...

Well, when I was walking about the place pretty hammered, I walked into this one room and there was electronica music playing and I got a few steps in before I realized I was surrounded by faggots. Everywhere, faggots! Dudes in leather. Dudes with asses half showing. Lots and lots of twinks. I look up and there were two fags in a suspended cage dry humping.

I just sort of put up my hand like I just accidentally walked in the ladies room and saw one inserting a tampon and I did an about face and got along my merry way. I'm sure they all got a chuckle, but I was scared shitless!

There was a club in Charleston called the Treehouse back in the early 1990s. It was known to be something of a gay club but it was popular with pretty much everyone as a pickup joint and they had excellent DJs playing mostly techno - back when that was cool I guess.

I remember they had these cages that looked like those medieval punishment cages - shaped sort of like an hourglass where one person can fit inside. They were suspended from the ceiling, and anybody could get in them and dance. I remember this one night I went in there with some friends and there was this chubby dude who looked like an effeminate Drew Carey with a buzz cut, in a pink leotard, dancing. It was skin tight and his belly almost lopped over his little pee pee that looked like a little button in the leotard. I literally laughed out loud and pointed at him and then all the girls I was with got mad at me. Whenever I need a pick me up I think of that memory and smile.

When I first moved back to Charleston after college, I was going to see a show at the Music Farm and made the mistake of walking into Dudleys for a beer before the show.