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The Graphics Interchange Format (better known by its acronym GIF; /ˈdʒɪf/ or /ˈɡɪf/) is a bitmap image format that was introduced by CompuServe in 1987 and has since come into widespread usage on the World Wide Web due to its wide support and portability.The format supports up to 8 bits per pixel for each image, allowing a single image to reference its own palette of up t...
The Graphics Interchange Format (better known by its acronym GIF; /ˈdʒɪf/ or /ˈɡɪf/) is a bitmap image format that was introduced by CompuServe in 1987 and has since come into widespread usage on the World Wide Web due to its wide support and portability.The format supports up to 8 bits per pixel for each image, allowing a single image to reference its own palette of up to 256 different colors chosen from the 24-bit RGB color space. It also supports animations and allows a separate palette of up to 256 colors for each frame. These palette limitations make the GIF format unsuitable for reproducing color photographs and other images with continuous color, but it is well-suited for simpler images such as graphics or logos with solid areas of color.GIF images are compressed using the Lempel-Ziv-Welch (LZW) lossless data compression technique to reduce the file size without degrading the visual quality. This compression technique was patented in 1985. Controversy over the licensing agreement between the software patent holder, Unisys, and CompuServe in 1994 spurred the development of the Portable Network Graphics (PNG) standard. All the relevant patents have now expired....

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i think everyone on here should go to craigslist and then rants and rave , and every other message board they belong to....

and post this:


"I confess that I love Halloween because it's the only time the wetbacks and niggers come in.
I do not give candy to niggers or wetbacks. I don't even need to be racist. There is nothing more sadder than a 20 year old nigger or wetback trick-or-treating. They seem to all stop growing up emotionally and psychologically past the age of 12. That is why they all want to be called by these childish nicknames instead of their birthnames and reject grown-up realities like school and work.
Anyways, if I see niggers or wetbacks coming to my house, I set off the sprinklers. It makes me laugh because it reminds me of how the police would use fire hoses on niggers back in the 50s/60s.
Another effective tool is having a dog. Dogs naturally hate niggers and wetbacks. They have a pretty good sense of people. It doesn't matter if you have a maltese or a rotty. Dogs scare niggers and wetbacks because they know that dogs hate them too.
I also LOVE it when niggers and wetbacks park on my street. I LOVE calling the parking enforcement and seeing them get cited. One Halloween, I had some niggers towed for parking in a driveway that didn't even belong to me.
Last Halloween, I put up a lynched space alien in my tree. It was one of those aliens dressed up in a jail suit that read 'illegal alien.'
The most favorite part is when they cry racism but they will still come year after year because they won't even trick-or-treat in their own neighborhoods. They would rather do it in a racist area! ""

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First off excuse the grammar I'm not the best at writing, this happened last weekend my girlfriend and myself went out with some of her friends. My girlfriend had a lot to drink in a short space of time so she got quiet drunk, so that was all good and we went home and went to bed and she we went out cold. I have a sleep fetish and so start thinking of what I could do to her but decided to leave it a bit so she'd go into a deep sleep and end up falling asleep myself.

I woke up a couple hours later and the thoughts popped back into my head so I got hard pretty quick. I've messed around with her before while she sleeps like using her hand to jack me off and finger her, but this night I went further. I opened up her mouth with my fingers and to my surprise she accepted it easily, but the bigger surprise was she started rolling her tongue licking my fingers and I can assure you she was still asleep.

so after a while of playing around sliding my fingers deep into her mouth I said fuck it and got on my knees very carefully and placed my dick at her lips, I was nervous as hell and in an awkward position but I slid my dick into her mouth and it was like fucking heaven! She started sucking softly on my dick sliding it slowly in and out of her mouth and my heart was racing. this went on for a while I had to adjust a couple of times because it was awkward but it was worth it.

I then decided that I was going to fuck her in her unconscious state I got really nervous and my hard on sub sided. So I worked for a while calming myself down and getting back up, after a while I was ready to go and I positioned myself between her legs, she was dripping wet ready to fuck but I had a poor angle to get it in. So after a bit of gentle poking and prodding I said fuck it and got more forceful and she started waking up, so I just rammed it in and fucked her brains out she asked "how did you get on top of me" very sleepily I didn't answer and just rammed it deep to shut her up.

I fucked her good and hard for a while it was amazing because I just dominated her completely. After sex she just went straight to sleep because she was still drunk which suited me fine because I didn't want to answer any questions. The next morning she woke up and she didn't have any recollection of sex so I was free and clear and got away with it which made me very happy and also made me want to do it again.

Now I can't wait to do it again but I think I'll just focus on her mouth but I don't know I just can't wait for it to happen again!

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Part 16: [rest of the story on my profile :) ]

This is about Haley again (look at part 13 if you dont remember). At her 26th birthday I fucked her. At that point Anna was already pregnant with her second kid (guess who the father is ;) ).

A week after Haleys birthday we had a date. We went swimming in a lake. You had to pay for swimming there, but in turn, there were changing cabins. We changed in different cabins, I just put on simple trunks. Haley changed into a swimsuit. I usually prefer bikinis, but her swimsuit was so tight fitting, it was sexier than any bikini could have been. We were shy around each other, like teenagers on a first date. I complimented her on her looks and she blushed. Then I took her hand. She hesitated for a split second, but then smiled.
Me:"It feels right."
H:"yes."
We chose a place to put our blanket down, then directly went swimming. It was a hot summer day, so a lot of people were at the lake, especially on the lakefront. So we decided to swim to the middle of the lake. When we got there we started making out. Wasnt so easy since we had to stay afloat. We failed and laughed alot, but some kisses landed where they belonged. Eventually, we swam back. We stayed in the water for a while longer. We had brought some picnic stuff, some bread, cheese, grapes. We ate some, then Haley laid on her back. I started feeding her grapes, then started throwing them so she had to catch them with her mouth. Afterwards we went swimming once again, before we decided to leave. I pulled Haley into a "Family" cabin. I hugged her from behind and slit my fingers between her legs. She moaned softly, so I put a hand on her mouth. When my fingers went into her pussy, it was already wet. And no, not from water. She bent over and I dropped my trunks. I pushed her suit bottoms aside and slit my dick right in her wet hole. I went in so fast, a muffled moan escaped her throat. I pulled out a little to ease the tension, but she immediately pushed her hips back and herself onto my dick. In a few moments we were fucking hard. We made sure not to make any noises or shake the walls. Her pussy gushed after just a few minutes. She signaled me to stop and went down on her knees. Her lips and mouth felt warm against my dick. She sucked me off like she needed my cum to survive. I came after just a few seconds. She swallowed every bit of cum.

We got dressed and went to a restaurant. The food was great, Haley looked amazing in her yellow low cut top and shorts. Afterwards we went back to the lake, but at a spot where you cant swim. As we watched the sun went down, I spontaneously asked Haley:"Do you wanna be my girlfriend?"
She looked surprised. Then she cuddled closer towards me and said "yes." We stood there for a minute longer, just enjoying each others company. After the sun went down, we went home (to my house). When we arrived, Haley pushed me into the bed room, on the bed and stripped me. She climbed on me and fucked me so fast that afterwards my dick was red and even a little burned. Her moans got so loud, I was affraid the neighbors might hear her. My cum filled her pussy soon after.

Anna was happy for the both of us. She said she wouldnt trust anyone else with her sister. O/C I still had sex with Anna. And it was even better because she knew I fucked her sister, maybe just a few hours before. Anna and Jim wanted to move for the new kid. To have more space and more rooms. They did find a house, which was way too big for just one family (and also hardly affordable for just one family). So Haley and I decided to move in with them. It was the perfect solution for me and Anna. And also for the kids. So after just 12 months of relationship, Haley and I moved into a house together. And after just 2 weeks of living there, we decided that we had to fill the house....

End of Part 16

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Last week i got to see my friends right tit. Over the last two years I have become quite obsessed with her.
She is very active, has a tight body, adorable face and perky little titts. On a couple of occasion I was able to
Look up her skirt/dress and get really good pantie shots. On one occasion I didn't even have to work at it, she wanted to see how many hand stand pushups I could do and being a little drunk she held my legs giving me a perfect veiw. Anyway last week she came over to come swimming and was wearing a new bathing suit, she laid in the law chair next to me. When I looked over I could see that half of her right tit was hanging out but could not get a great veiw of it all. Later we went swimming and when we got back out she she sat in the beach chair instead of the law chair and was playing on her phone. I took this opportunity to make it look like I was interested in what she was doing and come up behind her. From this veiw point I could see all of her areola and nipple. I became instantly hard and had to continue making small talk till it went away since I was wearing board shorts. I have frequently masturbated to her facebook pics and mental images of the crotch shots she has giving me but since I have seen her tit its almost daily.

Next month she is going on vacation and has asked me to watch her pet rabbit. I am heavily considering masturbating with one of her used panties hopefully the green ones I have seen a couple of times but am very paranoid to do so.

Sorry for the spacing my phone doesn't work well.

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Life, the Universe & everything.

Quotes from Douglas Adams, one of the funniest guys that ever lived.

RIP 1952 - 2001.
So long, & thanks for all the books.

“In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and been widely regarded as a bad move.”

"A common mistake that people make when trying to design something completely foolproof is to underestimate the ingenuity of complete fools."

"Arthur hoped and prayed that there wasn't an afterlife. Then he realised there was a contradiction there and merely hoped that there wasn't an afterlife.”

“Bypasses are devices that allow some people to dash from point A to point B very fast while other people dash from point B to point A very fast. People living at point C, being a point directly in between, are often given to wonder what's so great about point A that so many people from point B are so keen to get there and what's so great about point B that so many people from point A are so keen to get there. They often wish that people would just once and for all work out where the hell they wanted to be.”

“For a moment, nothing happened. Then, after a second or so, nothing continued to happen.”

“God puts an apple tree in the middle of the Garden of Eden and says, do what you like guys, oh, but don't eat the apple. Surprise surprise, they eat it and he leaps out from behind a bush shouting "Gotcha." It wouldn't have made any difference if they hadn't eaten it... because if you're dealing with somebody who has the sort of mentality which likes leaving hats on the pavement with bricks under them you know perfectly well they won't give up. They'll get you in the end.”

“He shifted his weight from foot to foot, but it was equally uncomfortable on each.”

“Human beings, who are almost unique in having the ability to learn from the experience of others, are also remarkable for their apparent disinclination to do so.”

“Humans are not proud of their ancestors, and rarely invite them round to dinner.”

“I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.”

“I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I intended to be.”

“I'm spending a year dead for tax reasons.”

“If human beings don't keep exercising their lips, he thought, their mouths probably seize up. After a few months' consideration and observation he abandoned this theory in favour of a new one. If they don't keep on exercising their lips, he thought, their brains start working.”

“If it looks like a duck, and quacks like a duck, we have at least to consider the possibility that we have a small aquatic bird of the family anatidae on our hands.”

“If somebody thinks they're a hedgehog, presumably you just give 'em a mirror and a few pictures of hedgehogs and tell them to sort it out for themselves.”

"INFINITE: Bigger than the biggest thing ever and then some. Much bigger than that, in fact, really amazingly immense, a totally stunning size, real "wow, that's big" time. Infinity is so big that by comparison, bigness itself looks really titchy. Gigantic multiplied by colossal multiplied by staggeringly huge is the sort of concept we're trying to get across here.”

“Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?”

“It is a mistake to think you can solve any major problems just with potatoes.”

“It is a rare mind indeed that can render the hitherto non-existent blindingly obvious. The cry 'I could have thought of that' is a very popular and misleading one, for the fact is that they didn't, and a very significant and revealing fact it is too.”

“It is a well-known fact that those people who must want to rule people are, ipso facto, those least suited to do it... anyone who is capable of getting themselves made p******** should on no account be allowed to do the job.”

“It is an important and popular fact that things are not always what they seem. For instance, on the planet Earth, man had always assumed that he was more intelligent than dolphins because he had achieved so much - the wheel, New York, wars and so on - whilst all the dolphins had ever done was muck about in the water having a good time. But conversely, the dolphins had always believed that they were far more intelligent than man - for precisely the same reasons.”

“Life... is like a grapefruit. It's orange and squishy, and has a few pips in it, and some folks have half a one for breakfast.”

“Life is wasted on the living.”

“Many men of course became extremely rich, but this was perfectly natural and nothing to be ashamed of because no one was really poor, at least no one worth speaking of.”

“Many words and expressions which only a matter of decades ago were considered so distastefully explicit that, were they merely to be breathed in public, the perpetrator would be shunned, barred from polite society, and in extreme cases shot through the lungs, are now thought to be very healthy and proper, and their use in everyday speech and writing is evidence of a well-adjusted, relaxed and totally unfucked-up personality.”

"Space is big. You just won't believe how vastly, hugely, mind-bogglingly big it is. I mean, you may think it's a long way down the road to the drug store, but that's just peanuts to space.”

“That young girl is one of the least benightedly unintelligent organic life forms it has been my profound lack of pleasure not to be able to avoid meeting.”

“The difficulty with this conversation is that it's very different from most of the ones I've had of late. Which, as I explained, have mostly been with trees.”

“The Guide is definitive. Reality is frequently inaccurate.”

“The History of every major Galactic Civilization tends to pass through three distinct and recognizable phase, those of Survival, Inquiry and Sophistication, otherwise known as the How, Why and Where phases. For instance, the first phase is characterized by the question How can we eat? the second by the question Why do we eat? and the third by the question Where shall we have lunch?”

“The impossible often has a kind of integrity which the merely improbable lacks.”

“The knack of flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.”

“The major difference between a thing that might go wrong and a thing that cannot possibly go wrong is that when a thing that cannot possibly go wrong goes wrong it usually turns out to be impossible to get at and repair.”

“The mere thought hadn't even begun to speculate about the merest possibility of crossing my mind.”

“The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don't.”

“There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has already happened.”

“This planet has - or rather had - a problem, which was this: most of the people living on it were unhappy for pretty much of the time. Many solutions were suggested for this problem, but most of these were largely concerned with the movements of small green pieces of paper, which is odd because on the whole it wasn't the small green pieces of paper that were unhappy.”

“Time is bunk.”

“Time, we know, is relative. You can travel light years through the stars and back, and if you do it at the speed of light then, when you return, you may have aged mere seconds while your twin brother or sister will have aged twenty, thirty, forty or however many years it is, depending on how far you traveled. This will come to you as a profound shock, particularly if you didn't know you had a twin brother or sister.”

“We demand rigidly defined areas of doubt and uncertainty!”

“We have normality. I repeat, we have normality. Anything you still can't cope with is therefore your own problem.”

“You live and learn. At any rate, you live.”

“A computer terminal is not some clunky old television with a typewriter in front of it. It is an interface where the mind and body can connect with the universe and move bits of it about.”

“It's no coincidence that in no known language does the phrase "As pretty as an airport" appear.”

“If on the other hand he went to pay his respects to The Door and it wasn't there...what then?

The answer, of course, was very simple. He had a whole board of circuits for dealing with exactly this problem, in fact this was the very heart of his function. He would continue to believe in it whatever the facts turned out to be, what else was the meaning of belief? The Door would still be there, even if the Door was not.”

"He felt that his whole life was some kind of dream and he sometimes wondered whose it was and whether they were enjoying it."

“Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-eight million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue-green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea ...”

“Men were real men, women were real women, and small, furry creatures from Alpha Centauri were real small, furry creatures from Alpha Centauri. Spirits were brave, men boldly split infinitives that no man had split before. Thus was the Empire forged.”

“You know, it's at times like this when I'm trapped in a Vogon

airlock with a man from Betelgeuse and about to die of asphyxiation in

deep space that I really wish I'd listened to what my mother told me

when I was young!

Why, what did she tell you?

I don't know, I didn't listen!”

“...was there a reason behind it? There would be no point in asking... he never appeared to have a reason for anything he did at all: he had turned unfathomably into an art form. He attacked everything in life with a mixture of extraordinary genius and naive incompetence and it was often difficult to tell which was which.”

“Anything that happens, happens.

Anything that, in happening, causes something else to happen, causes something else to happen.

Anything that, in happening, causes itself to happen again, happens again.

It doesn’t necessarily do it in chronological order, though.”

“Ford, you're turning into a penguin. Stop it.”

“Who is this God person anyway?”

“On the way back, they sang a number of tuneful and reflective songs on the subjects of peace, justice, morality, culture, sport, family life, and the obliteration of all other life forms.”

“Well I think we've sorted all that out now. If you'd like to know, I can tell you that in your Universe you move freely in three dimensions that you call space. You move in a straight line in a fourth, which you call time, and stay rooted to one place in a fifth, which is the first fundamental of probability. After that it gets a bit complicated, and there's all sorts of stuff going on in dimensions 13 to 22 that you really wouldn't want to know about. All you really need to know for the moment is that the Universe is a lot more complicated then you might think.”

"`...You hadn't exactly gone out of your way to call attention to them had you? I mean like actually telling anyone or anything.'

`But the plans were on display...'

`On display? I eventually had to go down to the cellar to find them.'

`That's the display department.'

`With a torch.'

`Ah, well the lights had probably gone.'

`So had the stairs.'

`But look you found the notice didn't you?'

`Yes,' said Arthur, `yes I did. It was on display in the bottom of a locked filing cabinet stuck in a disused lavatory with a sign on the door saying "Beware of The Leopard".'"

"`Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so.'

`Very deep,' said Arthur, `you should send that in to the "Reader's Digest". They've got a page for people like you.'"

"`This must be Thursday,' said Arthur to himself, sinking low over his beer, `I never could get the hang of Thursdays.'"

"Pages one and two [of Zaphod's p********ial speech] had been salvaged by a Damogran Frond Crested Eagle and had already become incorporated into an extraordinary new form of nest which the eagle had invented. It was constructed largely of papier mache and it was virtually impossible for a newly hatched baby eagle to break out of it. The Damogran Frond Crested Eagle had heard of the notion of survival of the species but wanted no truck with it."

“this is obviously some strange usage of the word "safe" that I wasn't previously aware of.”

"`You'd better be prepared for the jump into hyperspace. It's unpleasently like being drunk.'

`What's so unpleasent about being drunk?'

`You ask a glass of water.'"

"If there's anything more important than my ego around, I want it caught and shot now.'"

"There are of course many problems connected with life, of which some of the most popular are `Why are people born?' `Why do they die?' `Why do they spend so much of the intervening time wearing digital watches?'"

"The fronting for the eighty-yard long marble-topped bar had been made by stitching together nearly twenty thousand Antarean Mosaic Lizard skins, despite the fact that the twenty thousand lizards concerned had needed them to keep their insides in."

"`We've got to find out what people want from fire, how they relate to it, what sort of image it has for them.'

The crowd were tense. They were expecting something wonderful from Ford.

`Stick it up your nose,' he said.

`Which is precisely the sort of thing we need to know,' insisted the girl, `Do people want fire that can be fitted nasally?'"

“What to do if you find yourself stuck in a crack in the ground underneath a giant boulder you can't move, with no hope of rescue. Consider how lucky you are that life has been good to you so far. Alternatively, if life hasn't been good to you so far, which given your current circumstances seems more likely, consider how lucky you are that it won't be troubling you much longer.”

"Ford grabbed him by the lapels of his dressing gown and spoke to him as slowly and distinctly and patiently as if he were somebody from a telephone company accounts department."

“Arthur's consciousness approached his body as from a great distance, and reluctantly. It had had some bad times in there. Slowly, nervously, it entered and settled down into its accustomed position.”

"His eyes seemed to be popping out of his head. He wasn't certain if this was because they were trying to see more clearly, or if they simply wanted to leave at this point."

"There was a point to this story, but it has temporarily escaped the chronicler's mind."

"`You know they've reintroduced the death penalty for insurance company directors?'

`Really?' said Arthur. `No I didn't. For what offence?'

Trillian frowned. `What do you mean, offence?'

`I see.'"

"`She hit me on the head with the rock again.'

`I think I can confirm that that was my daughter.'

`Sweet kid.'

`You have to get to know her,' said Arthur.

`She eases up does she?'

`No,' said Arthur, `but you get a better sense of when to duck.'"

"The beak was a major piece of armoury. It was a beak that would frighten any animal on earth, even one that was already dead and in a tin."

"`Could we perhaps take a snake bite detector with us to Komodo?'

`Course you can, course you can. Take as many as you like. Won't do you a blind bit of good because they're only for Australian snakes.'

`So what do we do if we get bitten by something deadly, then?'

He blinked at me as if I was stupid.

`Well what do you think you do?' he said. `You die of course. That's what deadly means.'"

"Mark turned and asked a passenger behind us if these planes ever crashed. Oh yes, he was told, but not to worry - there hadn't been a serious crash now in months."

"Virtually everything we were told in Indonesia turned out not to be true, sometimes almost immediately. The only exception to this was when we were told that something would happen immediately, in which case it turned out not to be true over an extended period of time."

"Komodo dragons sleep headfirst in large burrows. It is a very, very, very bad idea to even think of pulling its tail."

“Plenty of people did not care for him much, but then there is a huge difference between disliking somebody -- maybe even disliking them a lot -- and actually shooting them, strangling them, dragging them through the fields and setting their house on fire. It was a difference which kept the vast majority of the population alive from day to day.”

“Nothing travels faster than the speed of light with the possible exception of bad news, which follows its own laws.”

“The idea that Bill Gates has appeared like a knight in shining armour to lead all customers out of a mire of technological chaos neatly ignores the fact that it was he who, by peddling second-rate technology, led them into it in the first place.”

“The big corporations are suddenly taking notice of the web, and their reactions have been slow. Even the computer industry failed to see the importance of the Internet, but that's not saying much. Let's face it, the computer industry failed to see that the century would end.”

“One of the problems of taking things apart and seeing how they work - supposing you're trying to find out how a cat works--you take that cat apart to see how it works, what you've got in your hands is a non-working cat. The cat wasn't a sort of clunky mechanism that was susceptible to our available tools of analysis.”

“For thousands more years the mighty ships tore across the empty wastes of space and finally dived screaming on to the first planet they came across - which happened to be the Earth - where due to a terrible miscalculation of scale the entire battle fleet was accidentally swallowed by a small dog.”

“The technology involved in making anything invisible is so infinitely complex that nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand million, nine hundred and ninety- nine million, nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety- nine times out of a billion it is much simpler and more effective just to take the thing away and do without it.”

“Since this Galaxy began, vast civilisations have risen and fallen, risen and fallen, risen and fallen so often that it's quite tempting to think that life in the Galaxy must be (a) something akin to seasick - space-sick, time sick, history sick or some such thing, and (b) stupid.”


“It wasn't his job to worry about that, though. It was his job to do his job, which was to do his job. If that led to a certain narrowness of vision and circularity of thought then it wasn't his job to worry about such things.”

“All you really need to know for the moment is that the universe is a lot more complicated than you might think, even if you start from a position of thinking it's pretty damn complicated in the first place.”

“Computer, if you don't open that exit hatch this moment I shall zap straight off to your major data banks and reprogram you with a very large axe.”

“I think all cats are wild cats. They just act tame if they think they'll get a saucer of milk out of it.”

“Look, would it save a lot of time if I just gave up and went mad now?”

“Now, either you all give yourselves up now and let us beat you up a bit, though not very much of course because we are firmly opposed to needless violence, or we blow up this entire planet and possibly one or two we noticed on our way out here!”

“Rome wasn't burned in a day.”

“The great thing about being the only species that makes a distinction between right and wrong is that we can make up the rules for ourselves as we go along.”

“The most misleading assumptions are the ones you don't even know you're making.”

“There is probably buried in the Western psyche a deep taboo about eating anything you've been introduced to socially.”

“Totally mad. Utter nonsense. But we'll do it because it's brilliant nonsense.”

“We are not an endangered species ourselves yet, but this is not for lack of trying.”

“Don't you understand that we need to be childish in order to understand? Only a child sees things with perfect clarity, because it hasn't developed all those filters, which prevent us from seeing things that we don't expect to see.”

“If you really want to understand something, the best way is to try and explain it to someone else. That forces you to sort it out in your own mind. And the more slow and dim-witted your pupil, the more you have to break things down into more and more simple ideas. And that's really the essence of programming. By the time you've sorted out a complicated idea into little steps that even a stupid machine can deal with, you've certainly learned something about it yourself. The teacher usually learns more than the pupil does.”

"Time is the worst place, so to speak, to get lost in..."

"...he was at least twice as unbalanced now, and quite liable to fall off whatever it is that well-balanced people are supposed to be balancing on."

"In his dreams he was walking late at night along the East Side, beside the river which had become so extravagantly polluted that new life forms were now emerging from it spontaneously, demanding welfare and voting rights"

"Busy executives often didn’t have time for a full-time wife and family and would just rent them for weekends."

"It was impossible for Arthur to know this, but he just went ahead and knew it anyway."

"I refuse to answer that question on the grounds that I don't know the answer."

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I still replay that New Year's Eve in my head sometimes, the way everything shifted from playful to something heavier, slower, more dangerous.Michele and I had claimed our usual high-top near the dance floor at that downtown lounge—low lights, slow jazz, the kind of place where the air itself feels thick with anticipation. She was wearing that black dress again, the one that looked poured over her body: tight enough to show every curve, low-cut enough to draw eyes like gravity, thin spaghetti straps that kept slipping just a fraction with every movement. Her skin glowed under the warm bulbs, and when she laughed at something I said, the neckline dipped and rose in a way that made my throat go dry.We'd already had a couple of drinks, trading lazy kisses and stupid resolutions for the new year. Our glasses were empty again."I'll get the next round," she said, sliding out of the booth. She leaned over the table, gave me a slow, teasing kiss—tongue just brushing mine—then whispered against my lips, "Be good while I'm gone."I watched her cross the room. The dress moved with her like it was alive, hugging her ass, swaying with her hips. A few heads turned. Mine stayed locked on her.She reached the bar, leaned in to order, hair falling forward over one shoulder. That's when he stepped up beside her. Dark suit, easy smile, the kind of guy who knows exactly how tall he is and how to use it. He said something; she laughed—that bright, unguarded sound I usually get credit for. My stomach gave a small, familiar twist. Nothing new. Michele flirted like it was small talk.He kept talking. She kept smiling. Then he nodded toward the dance floor, palm open in invitation. She glanced back at me across the room. Our eyes met. She gave me that little half-smile, the one that says "this is harmless, right?" I lifted my chin in a go-ahead nod, smirking like it was no big deal.She didn't come back with drinks.Instead she let him take her hand and lead her out onto the floor just as the band eased into another slow number—saxophone dragging the tempo down to a pulse.At first it was innocent enough. His hands settled on her hips, fingers resting lightly over the black fabric. Hers draped loosely around his neck. They swayed together, bodies close but not pressed, moving in that easy rhythm couples fall into when they're testing boundaries.But the song stretched, and so did the space between them.His hands slid lower. Not suddenly—just a slow, deliberate drift until his palms cupped the full curve of her ass through the dress. He pulled her in gently but firmly, closing the last few inches until her breasts pressed against his chest. She didn't resist. If anything, her body softened into his, hips rolling with his in perfect sync.One of his hands stayed low, kneading her ass with slow, possessive circles while the other climbed her back—fingers tracing the bare skin above the dress's low back, then slipping under one spaghetti strap. He hooked it with a fingertip and eased it down her shoulder, just enough to bare more skin. She tilted her head back slightly, exposing the long line of her throat. He took the invitation—lowered his mouth to the side of her neck, lips brushing, then pressing open-mouthed kisses along her pulse.Her fingers tightened in the back of his hair. She arched a little, pressing herself tighter against him. I could see the way her thighs brushed his with each slow grind, the way her dress rode up an inch or two on her legs as she moved. His hand on her ass squeezed harder, pulling her hips flush so there was no mistaking the heat between them. She let out a small, breathy laugh against his ear—too quiet for me to hear, but I knew that sound. It was the one she made when she was turned on and pretending she wasn't.The countdown started.The room exploded with voices—ten, nine, eight…They didn't break apart. If anything, they moved slower, more deliberately. His mouth found hers just as the count hit five. Not a polite New Year's peck. A deep, hungry kiss—his tongue sliding past her lips, her head tilting to give him better access. One hand stayed locked on her ass while the other cradled the back of her neck, fingers threading into her hair to hold her exactly where he wanted her.Three… two… one…Confetti rained. Cheers erupted. Horns blared. And in the middle of it all, Michele was still kissing him—slow, filthy, unhurried—her body molded to his, one leg hooked lightly around his calf like she needed the leverage.When they finally broke apart, her lips were swollen, lipstick smeared at the corner of her mouth. The fallen strap still hung off her shoulder, exposing the top curve of her breast almost to the edge of decency. She said something to him—short, private, teasing—then brushed her thumb across his lower lip like she was memorizing the taste.Then she turned and walked back to me.The crowd parted for her. Cheeks flushed, hair mussed, dress slightly askew, that post-kiss glow on her skin. She slid into the booth beside me, pressed her thigh tight against mine, and leaned in until her mouth was at my ear."Happy New Year, Robert," she whispered, voice low and wrecked. Her hand found my leg under the table, nails dragging lightly up my inner thigh. "Did you like the show?"I caught her chin, turned her face to mine, and kissed her—hard, claiming, tasting champagne and him and the edge of something new."Yeah," I said against her mouth, voice rough. "I liked it."She smiled—slow, wicked, unapologetic—and settled against my side, one hand still on my leg, the thin strap of her dress still dangling off her shoulder.The band started another song.And the night was nowhere near over.

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This is my confession:

I stole the idea for an invention from a former friend who fucked my wife years ago. What he invented is something most Europeans, North Americans and Australians (among others) own and use on a near-daily basis. Before my former friend could get his shit together enough to develop his idea, he met an “untimely” death. Fortunately, he did a poor job documenting his primary role in creating the product. Too bad. Now I own all associated patents and continue to accumulate wealth faster than I ever imagined possible, and faster than I could ever spend it in numerous lifetimes.

My former friend's estate, through his widow, filed suit against my companies and me personally. I fucked her for a month, made some unverifiable and undocumented promises to her, then paid her a pittance and she instructed her attorneys to dismiss the suit. I never fucked her again, and blocked her number and e-mail address. Fucking whore.

My primary home has over 14,000 sq. ft. of living space, two swimming pools, a 16 seat theater with state-of-the-art sound and a full-sized basketball court. I employ a household staff of four, two of whom live on the premises.

I have whores, pick-ups, employees, and assorted strays over to fuck almost every night that I'm in town and in the mood.

I travel the world, having visited 67 countries in the last five years, most for pleasure and to kill time.

I bought a Piper Meridian before I even had my pilot's license. Now I fly it when I travel domestically and am not in a huge hurry.

I have owned nearly every luxury sedan made and several exotic sports cars. My current favorite is a new S550 I bought a month ago. Driving it damn near makes me cum.

Last year I purchased a 3000 sq. ft. apartment on the Upper East side, overlooking Central Park. In 2012 I acquired a luxurious beachfront estate in Aruba, and two years prior I bought a 4800 sq. ft. “cabin” looking over Lake Geneva, in Switzerland.


With all of this “good fortune,” most people envy me. But they are foolish. I am miserable. I despise myself and nearly everything about my life. I am empty, angry, unloved and unloveable. I pay for clean, tight cunts, and then I pay more so they'll pretend to get wet. Fucking whores. Phony fucking bitches. Leeches, vipers and parasites. Relatives I've never met expect me to shower them with riches. My own mother abandoned me when I was 11, and now proclaims her love. Fuck her. Fucking cunt. Fucking whore. I would pay for a fucking hit on that cunt before I would pay her a fucking dime.

I am self-destructing and I can feel it happening. I finish a $200 bottle of scotch 3-4 times a week. I hate everyone and everything, and trust nothing and no one. I am a solitary island of guilt, despair, hopelessness and self-loathing. I have been sentenced to Hell before I'm even dead. Fuck God, fucking pussy.

And fuck you all for reading this and laughing, or whatever you stupid cocksuckers do when you come across someone else's unbearable pain and misery.

Fuck you.

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I am now a dirty old man:-Fuerteventura has lot of secluded beaches well suited to the dedicated wanker and pervert.
An evening on the beach in the hot sun with a like minded cock player there is no better way to spend your time. The smell of hot meat and cum all add to the lustful enjoyment of masturbation and the build up to a massive ejaculation. The methods used to keep the cock just below its point of no return are many and all enjoyable.
If you are lucky two or more of you can use each other’s cock to old-long it’s cum the secret is to tell your cocks user when it’s at the edge.
My present user is about my age and has similar tastes. For instance he likes to have his cock banded and beaten just as I do, I love the feeling of my banded rock hard cock being hit repeatedly with a flat piece of wood or riding crop and at the right time of year, nettles.
With a band at it’s base and another around each of it’s balls and It’s now engorged purple helmet dribbling old-cum with each new blow. The rush of cock lust in feeding the local insects just increased the desire to seek more pain to increase the pleasure. We would be facing each other with our cocks on a flattish surface like a rock or tree and would pause from time to time as our meat started to near their peak, both of us would be panting by now enjoying the rush of abandonment a rampant cock gives.
The flies that had been buzzing around attracted by the smell of old-cum and hot beaten cock flesh would start to land on our respective cocks eager to feast on the old-cum and the areas of blooded meat. As we watched we could see and feel the tiny feet and their proboscis helping themselves to the feast before them.
Soon our cocks would be covered with a mass of hungry flies all eager to eat and drink. By now we would be fighting the almost overwhelming desire to masturbate to completion, the flow of old-cum had increased further and now the bigger flies were arriving. Similar to a horse fly with the same eating habits, a proboscis they used to pierce the flesh in this case of the cock in order to suck blood.
Both cocks were slowly reaching the point of no return quivering each time it was stabbed with yet another proboscis, the flies could be seen flying from one cock and back again. Gradually the feasting visitors had filled up all the available space on the rampant helmet and shaft trying to force their heads into the gaping piss hole, and were now starting to enjoy the testicles which were by now coated by the abundance of old-cum flowing from the eye of each cock as it oozed past greedy flies and other strange animals. My eyes moved from my now totally controlling cock to the veiny inflamed member next to mine.
The pain of the blood sucking stabbing flies the arrival of the mosquitos and other biting insects further increased the need for more pain, more animals to feed And the desire to stay at the stage of uncontrollable lust served to bring the two engorged purple headed cocks to a heart stopping ejaculation. The eruption of cum blasting the insects clear of the pee holes as they pulsed again and again covering the opposite meat and surrounding rock with gobbets of cum and struggling insects drowning in it. My meat seemed to cum forever as it lay on in the sun on the warm rock next to it’s neighbour both oozing the final drops of red tinged cum. We stepped back on shaking knees looking down at our now softening meat covered with small incisions and mosquitos bites abrasions and bruises, surrounded by buzzing insects our cocks slowly pulsed as they attempted to hardened again awaiting more punishment.

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She ate my asshole like it was her job. I mean, she really devoured the thing. She told me she 'Googled,' How to eat a mans asshole. Best advice she got was eat it like you'd eat a pussy. She'd done this before, and liked it, so she knew right what to do.

April was her name. We'd met online just weeks before meeting, and now there she was in my bed, about to go down on me. She was 54 at the time. Thin, long lush dirty blonde hair, huge tits, and very nice. She told me she'd been raped her whole life. First by her father, then her first boyfriend, and then her husband. When we met, her now ex-husband had just died and she was ready to move on. She was a hurt soul, so I let her have her way with me. I introduced her to new and exciting things, but let her choose 100% what she wanted to do with me. And what she wanted to do was eat all my cum, and suck on my asshole for days. I thought, okay, we can do that.

I don't know how, but I've always gotten the best woman, and they always do the naughtiest things for me. I think my favorite was the gal who drank my piss from the toilet by putting her head in the toilet and drinking it. She said it wasn't her favorite thing to do, but thanked me for it. I mean literally thanked me for my piss. Fucking, wow. Remarkable, truly.

April and I first met in a public park in Colorado where we both live. I was sitting at a picnic table when she came up behind me. A total biker chick, her bulging tits were packed tight in a small leather jacket zipped up half way, and black low cut t-shirt with sequins spelling out something like the word "Pink." She sat down next to me stalling the bench, and put her hand on my thigh. The first thing she said to me, I mean the very first thing was, "I kind of want to suck your cock right here." Man, I could have bent that fantastic bitch over where we sat. And if it hadn't have been for the kazillion kids and parents just twenty feet from us, I would have let her. I mean, even fifty feet and I would have considered it, but they were so close to us I was even concerned one of the mothers heard her say that. I guided her hand to my cock anyway, and let her rub me. We didn't do anything that day, but eat lunch and talk. If you feed a bitch a cock on the first day, she ain't coming back. And I wanted to see her again and again. So I restrained her on that day from eating the cum she'd expressly asked for.

The next time we met was in a remote location up a scenic dirt road. The tits came out, and so did my cock. Again we sat at a picnic table next to a beautiful river. It's always interesting finding out what a girl will do, what is her proclivity toward sex. And there are subtle indicators she will give you along the way. And if you are looking, paying attention, she'll tell you what she wants. April wrapped her mouth around my cock but through my jeans. That's a naughty girl. I cam in her mouth that day.

We spoke on the phone a bunch after that. Our conversations becoming exponentially more explicit, she told me she wanted to eat my asshole. I invited her to stay at my house for the weekend. Now don't get me wrong, I liked April. I liked her a lot. Contrary to popular belief, I wouldn't just let anyone play with me. In fact, I've turned down some smoking hot bitches before, because aside from being attractive, they were assholes. But what's more, they had issues they weren't willing to deal with, and that shit comes out one way or another. April on the other hand was fucked up and knew she was fucked up, and wanted to spend time with me regardless; getting to know me and enjoying each other's company. Now that's a woman. This other retard I once had the chance to fuck but didn't, begged me to do anything I wanted with her, so I went in for a kiss. She winced and told me she doesn't like that. That's not for me. Self awareness is what I'm after, and April was an open book.

She arrived to my house in a quad cab truck with a nine foot bed and ran over my garbage can trying to park that thing. This instantly endeared me to her. Bitch has no idea what she's doing, but she's trying like hell.

Her pussy was off limits to me. Not because she requested it, but too much trauma to just ram your cock in and begin fucking. She needed lubricating, and I don't mean KY. She needed to be able to express herself sexually how she wanted, on her terms, and like no man had ever given her the opportunity to do so before. She needed control, and I was happy to give it to her, or better said, give her space to do so. And as it turned out, April felt control with her tongue in my ass. Here we go!

I asked her if she wanted me to fuck her pussy. She told me maybe, but go slow. We never actually got there, but I massaged it a bunch, ate it and spit on it for her. I think she preferred that. But then she told me to come here. Here being my cock in her mouth. She swallowed it no problem. Told me she had gag reflex issues (I believe she was being humble) but I picked up on none. Just entire cock right down the hatch. And then she tasted my balls. She also smelled them which I thought was wonderful. I'm a clean man, a fit man, I take pride in my appearance. I'm also warm and inviting, and kind of cuddly and close. I like petting and kissing and compliments too. It doesn't hurt too that I have a wonderful cock, beautiful big and shaved balls, and a gorgeous asshole. I don't know what it is, but women like to eat my asshole. And most of them make themselves cum from doing so. Incredible! But April was no exception.

April ate my asshole for an hour. Taking breaks to smell and taste my balls, and lick my old-cum when I made it available. I have this thing where I can slowly make myself cum a little at a time. I edge myself for hours if necessary. And women eat it all up as I do so. Usually while rubbing themselves down there. I love it.

But boy was she good at my hole. She spread that thing open and stuck her tongue in it. And then she began talking about food. "I'd like to spread it with whipped cream and berries," she told me. I had none. You'd think one might run directly to the store. But try pulling a tongue out of your ass to do anything else. It ain't easy. House on fire? It'll wait.

'What idiots,' I thought. All these years people have been taking advantage of her, and all she wants to do is lick your assholes. And so there she was talking to me about eating food off of my asshole. I almost couldn't think of anything better. My sweet clean asshole thought so too. So, gently I mentioned, taking it slightly one step further, eating berries Out of my asshole. She replied, "Do you have any?" Motherfucker, I don't!

April told me before arriving that day, she wanted two things; to eat my asshole and seven loads of cum in her belly. I gave her ten. Why seven, I asked. She chuckled, because it's better than six? That it is, my friend. That it is.

Life has a great sense of humor if you can think of it that way. I never did get to feed April food from my asshole. Things between us quickly took a different turn. She was going through a lot right then. I usually come into peoples lives when they're going through significant changes. I facilitate in that way their growth, and mine. I couldn't say I've never had a better ass eater. One bitch used to talk to it. Tell it she loves it in the first person while eating it. 'Bitch was hungry. Bt I believe April truly took it to a next level when she started coming up with different things she wanted to eat from my asshole.

She met a guy closer to her in proximity and age shortly after coming to visit me. I told her she should. She wanted me, but he was better suited for her. And we parted on good terms. Great, actually. She told me she'd call me if it didn't work out with him. I told her, anytime, my asshole is here for you. She told me next time it's macaroni salad!

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