Saturday, 16 April 2005
So that's what people get up to in clubs...
As if you needed further proof, we will now explore the oh-so subtitle act of grinding, or freaking if you will. I could go into a long, drawn out explanation process…try to illustrate the logistics involved…maybe even draw some diagrams. But I'll save us all some time and just say that freaking is vertical (mostly), dry sex. It's true! Go rent a porno (or download one…hell, who am I kidding…pull out that porno CD you have hidden under your keyboard), and imagine what it would look like if the actors and actresses were wearing clothes…yep, that's grinding.
But, the best part, and this one really gets me going, is that there are some women who get royally pissed off when they grind with a guy and he pops a stiffy. Um…hi. Did you happen to miss that day of sexual education in middle school? Do you not know how the system works? If you're going to be simulating sex with a guy, he's going to react! What do you expect?
If you do not want to feel my penis, perhaps you should not be thrusting your ass into my crotch. Repeatedly.
Women just don't understand - us guys have absolutely no control over the little son of a bitch. …Okay, okay, the big son of a bitch. It really is a separate entity down there. Usually, we try to work together - shared interest, common goal, all that jazz. But, please keep in mind that the penis does have a mind of its own, and we have zero control over it. If we did, even just a little bit, do you think impotence would actually exist? Would Viagra be a billion dollar drug? If we could pop that shit up or down on command, don't you think we'd do exactly that? No; it's a little beast that resides in our crotch, and we try to make it happy by feeding it regularly. It's not our fault you women are so damned difficult.
Taken from here
As if you needed further proof, we will now explore the oh-so subtitle act of grinding, or freaking if you will. I could go into a long, drawn out explanation process…try to illustrate the logistics involved…maybe even draw some diagrams. But I'll save us all some time and just say that freaking is vertical (mostly), dry sex. It's true! Go rent a porno (or download one…hell, who am I kidding…pull out that porno CD you have hidden under your keyboard), and imagine what it would look like if the actors and actresses were wearing clothes…yep, that's grinding.
But, the best part, and this one really gets me going, is that there are some women who get royally pissed off when they grind with a guy and he pops a stiffy. Um…hi. Did you happen to miss that day of sexual education in middle school? Do you not know how the system works? If you're going to be simulating sex with a guy, he's going to react! What do you expect?
If you do not want to feel my penis, perhaps you should not be thrusting your ass into my crotch. Repeatedly.
Women just don't understand - us guys have absolutely no control over the little son of a bitch. …Okay, okay, the big son of a bitch. It really is a separate entity down there. Usually, we try to work together - shared interest, common goal, all that jazz. But, please keep in mind that the penis does have a mind of its own, and we have zero control over it. If we did, even just a little bit, do you think impotence would actually exist? Would Viagra be a billion dollar drug? If we could pop that shit up or down on command, don't you think we'd do exactly that? No; it's a little beast that resides in our crotch, and we try to make it happy by feeding it regularly. It's not our fault you women are so damned difficult.
Taken from here
