TheCaveman
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Had a glorious romp through the threads this morning and then went out for breakfast. Along came miss cutie pie with tattoo’s and piercing all over, I’m not bitching about that, just would have to whip a little harder to get the red to show through the ink and all the piercing’s looked like fucking great hitching points. I think she is my twisted shibari muse. I was entertaining sticking a little flavor to her vanilla ice cream with visions of rope work intertwined in her piercings then I fucking ordered breakfast. I ordered just about every part of the pig they make and she turned white as a sheet. So what does the old fucker do you ask? I open dialogue and get bombarded with high cholesterol and loads of other shit. Needless to say I am waiting for green peace and the rest of peace fucking Nazi’s to camp on my lawn. I really fucking hope the do, I would go to great links to fill my sprinklers with bright green dye and turn them on when they show up. Wishful thinking I know. Now after the little vegan waitress conversation I am thinking tied to the ceiling by a nose ring and stuck on her tiptoes would be pretty fucking cute. I turn on the goddamn news everyday and some unlucky fuck is smashed by a bus or other stupid shit. Tell you what, I am going to drink my bear, smoke my cigars and turn my blood stream into gravy. I want the goddamn playboy channel, casual sex, and to treat a slut like a fucking slut. I want to leave the fucking lid up, I had to raise the son of a bitch what the fuck is keeping you from lowering it. I don’t anticipate getting smashed by a bus with a smile on my face but if there is a here after I want everyone on that side to say, you’re in the here after and we know what you’re here after you pervert. Just like miss cutie pie was about to find herself tied up and wrapped like a Christmas present for my perverse pleasure till she opened her save my twisted old soul mouth, I am here to have a good fucking time. Just for the sake of my perversion I had to go back for Dinner just to see if she was there. She was and was hanging out with some buddies whose hair made up the colors of the rainbow. Well fuck me, more muses for my entertainment. Being the benevolent mentor I am I hook them up with some websites and tuck little miss nose rings number in my blackberry for future enjoyment. Before the posts pop in with the norm I’ll answer a few questions first.
You bad man, corrupting Vanilla girls! Your goddamn right, someone has to.
I was going to make a list but that pretty much summed all that shit up. So Here I was all chipper and twisted. I don’t really think I am domly, just a dickhead that knows what he wants and gets it. Anyway, I started this fucking thread to point the irony’s after reading PC threads and loads of other shit and would love to read other peoples encounters with vegan waitresses, psycho bunny’s, or other such bizarre shit.
P.S. I will be at the club corrupting the innocent if you need me.
[Mod Note: flaming removed]
< Message edited by ModeratorEleven -- 6/11/2006 6:00:50 PM >
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