If Only We Post-Ops Were A ("V Jay Jay") - My Whimsical Rant
Due to my apparent transfer-addiction of watching free adult video clips for a short period of time most nights of the week over the last few months, I have, as a result, been learning a lot of things I missed out on earlier in my SO, pre-op life
-- things they didn't even teach us in health class. 
One of those facts-of-life is the apparent unique structural properties of the tissue that makes up the love canal itself. Namely, the amazing flexibility of it, being able to grasp something as small in diameter as a pencil and yet something as large as the end of a regulation baseball bat as well, apparently with the greatest of ease ..
This got me to thinking: if only our entire skin was as elastic .. We would then put bariatric plastic surgeons out of biz, right?
(I know .. sometimes I think TOO much
)


One of those facts-of-life is the apparent unique structural properties of the tissue that makes up the love canal itself. Namely, the amazing flexibility of it, being able to grasp something as small in diameter as a pencil and yet something as large as the end of a regulation baseball bat as well, apparently with the greatest of ease ..

This got me to thinking: if only our entire skin was as elastic .. We would then put bariatric plastic surgeons out of biz, right?

(I know .. sometimes I think TOO much

Frank talk about the DS / "All I ever wanted to be was thin, like that Rolling Stones dude ... "
HW/461 LW/251 GW/189 CW/274 (yep, a DS semi-failure - it happens :-( )
Shame on you for looking at that trash!!!
Said the guy who once upon a time allowed his picture to be taken while wearing his sister in law's bikini.
There's a whole lotta **** about those vajayjay's that's a damned mystery to me. And I've been married for 25 years.
Said the guy who once upon a time allowed his picture to be taken while wearing his sister in law's bikini.
There's a whole lotta **** about those vajayjay's that's a damned mystery to me. And I've been married for 25 years.
The free man owns himself. He can damage himself with either eating or drinking....... If he does he is certainly a damn fool, and he might possibly be a damned soul; but if he may not, he is not a free man any more than a dog.