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| Can one get anal herpes from mouth-to-*** activities? Is it possible to get anal herpes if you put your mouth on your partner's ***? Please don't judge our bedroom acts. If you don't like the ***-to-mouth fun, don't hate. |
| The bottom line is if you are putting your mouth near someone's anus, then you had better be sure it is REALLY clean. |
| If you put food up your ***, would you poop from your mouth? Im constantly inserting vinagaer up there but nothing happens. I plan to survive this way. South park even helped prove my theory. Just asking |
| try a cucumber up there next time and let us know what happens!! |
| Does anyone remember the cartoon dog that bit a the animal that was running from him in the ***? The dog was white with black spots I think. Might have been a bulldog He would always be hiding in the room with the animal (can't remember what it was) and after he closed and locked the door he would chomp on his ***, hold on, smile out the side of his mouth and snicker. I would like to find a drawing of him. |
| Was it the bulldog from the old Tom and Jerry cartoons? |
| Could you tell me what you think of this excerpt from my story? He had asked his parents for a new guitar all of last school year. They told him that if he received good marks for the semester that they might buy him his guitar. He worked extra hard in school and outside of school. Most of his time was spent at the library studying and even when he wasn’t studying and was rolling skating at the skate park he recited algebraic equations inside of his head. A couple of weeks before Christmas Eve they received his report card. He didn’t make straight A’s but they did say good marks not perfect marks so he figured he would be just fine. He had never been so wrong. There was no guitar underneath their tree Christmas morning. In his denial he figured that maybe they had it stowed away somewhere. Maybe they were going to surprise him. His mother walked into the living room and he asked, “Are my grades bad... or what’s going on? "I thought you said that if I get good grades that you would get me the guitar that I wanted----“ “I said that we might get you the guitar,” she said He waited until she had turned around towards the tree before glaring at her. He said, “Well, I worked really hard this semester and I think I got pretty good grades…I mean they aren’t perfect or anything but you did say that I had to get good grades not perfect grades…am I missing something here?” “Your father and I are very proud of your grades this semester,” she said and hung a ginger bread ornament on the tree. “Aren’t you?” Inside of his mind he was shouting at her, ‘you made a ******* promise!’ You said that if I got good grades you would get me my god damned guitar! You are a liar! I can’t believe you would do something like this. What kind of ******* mother are you? If you don’t go to the store right now and buy me that guitar I will quit trying in school and will end up a failure and you’ll have to take care of me for the rest of your life---even if you grow to be an old lady. I want my guitar. Now go buy it. Now! That is what he would have said…if he had completely lost his mind, that is. If he said that she would be on him faster than a mongoose on a cobra. The only music that he would be making would be the screams playing from his mouth while his *** burned something vicious. He bit his lower lip to keep from blurting it all out by accident and he took a deep breath. Instead he said, “Yes I am….” The words stuck to the bottom of his throat and fell out of his mouth like bars of lead. “Proud of myself……” That was a load of bull. The only reason he did all of that studying was to get that guitar. Never in his life had he studied so much. His teachers praised him for his “amazing turn around” and applauded him for finally realizing the value of an education. On the inside he was rolling on the ground laughing his *** off. “But I really thought you would get me that guitar,” he said. “Look, if you buy me the guitar now then I promise when I get really famous I will pay you back. And you won’t have to work a day in your life ever again. I promise, just please get me that guitar. Why would you tell me that if I got good grades you would get me the guitar if you knew you weren’t going to in the first place? “You should want to get good grades,” his mother said. “Why should a guitar be the only incentive for you to want to excel in school? If going to college and getting a good job isn’t motivation enough for you then you might as well drop out right now because you are just wasting your own time. Besides, there is no way in hell any son of mine is going to be a piece of tape that all the flies stick to---playing that devil’s music---if your grandfather were alive he would be ashamed.” “It isn’t devil’s music, mum,” he insisted. She raised her hand. “This discussion closed.” His mother said placidly and as she walked into the kitchen she said, “Now be a dear and take those peaches out of that bowl for me. Mr. Bishop is coming over in a little bit and you know that he has a morbid fear of them. I don’t want another panic attack like last Christmas. “ Thomas did as she asked but his mood had never been so sour. He almost felt like throwing the peaches against the wall. He was so angry yet disappointed all at once. That day he learned that whenever a parent says that they “might” get you something, it usually means no. Getting your hopes up is a dangerous game. He had played and he had lost. Thanks for reading. |
| I especially liked this line: Instead he said, “Yes I am….” The words stuck to the bottom of his throat and fell out of his mouth like bars of lead. “Proud of myself……” This is also a really good description: "Most of his time was spent at the library studying and even when he wasn’t studying and was rolling skating at the skate park he recited algebraic equations inside of his head." I also really liked this sentence: "Thomas did as she asked but his mood had never been so sour." And this bit of dialog tells us all kinds of interesting things about this woman, and the mother/son relationship. “This discussion closed.” His mother said placidly and as she walked into the kitchen she said, “Now be a dear and take those peaches out of that bowl for me. Mr. Bishop is coming over in a little bit and you know that he has a morbid fear of them. I don’t want another panic attack like last Christmas. “ You caught my interest, and made me want to keep reading. I think a little more description would pull the reader in even more--show us what Thomas is feeling by describing facial expressions, movement, rather than simply telling us. Let us see the scene by giving us few more descriptive details, the more specific you are the more realistic it will seem. There are a few parts where the writing feels a little stiff and formal. Some contractions in the dialog might help a little with this. Or perhaps, you could use the word "it" to replace "guitar" in some of the sentences. The phrase "get me that guitar" was just a little too repetitive. Can you rephrase it some other way? Finally, I liked the way you summed up the lesson learned at the end, "Getting your hopes up is a dangerous game. He had played and he had lost." |
| Why am i supposed to want to eat a cinnamon toast crunch if they show me the squares eating each other? no, srsly. am i supposed to have my mouth water from watching this crazy *** cannibalism? |
| FIrst let me put your mind at ease! cinnamon toast crunch is not an animal! so it isn't being a cannibal, it's just "friends with benefits!" and second this has been going on for many years! Heck a rabbit wants, cereal, too? WTH!? |
| Atm: the dual meaning you might not have been aware of? ATM: stands for Automated teller machine. But, maybe you were not aware: the porn industry has a video category "ATM" which stands for *** to mouth. interesting, of course you dont get your cash from an ***-to-mouth machine, but its an amusing thought. |
| How about ATM meaning "at the moment"? :) |
| Is Dan Dierdork REALLY the second best that CBS can do? That loudmouth blowhard can't be replaced with someone who has the ability to shut his mouth from time to time? How about that kiss he planted squarely on Harrison's *** after his costly fumble? Vomit inducing. |
| LOL I asked a similar question yesterday too. I think he is the worst or one of the worst. I like how when a player makes a play and he says "Hes the best at that position" and than another guy on the opposite team does the same thing and he says the same thing. He is a joke.He should do HBO boxing with Larry Merchant.both are terrible. |
| Where does the air come from in your mouth when you expand it? You know when you fill your mouth with air where you cheeks expand, and when you open your mouth the air is release? This air, where does it come from, even when your nose is plugged and you are holding your breath the air is still able to be formed in your mouth. My boyfriend asked this question and what I came up with was that the little air particle expand as the mouth does to fill in the extra space , and when the mouth is opened the air is released... but really I have no clue, i was really just talking out of my ****. How is it really formed... this may be a stupid question but he's a smart guy and doesn't tend to ask this questions unless he really doesn't know. Anyone know?? |
| duh from ur lungs!!...even when u breathe out and u hold ur nose there's still air in ur lungs ur body doesn't release all the air so that the walls of ur lungs don't stick together...so when u fill your mouth with air...it's still coming from ur lungs |
| Can you give me a sarcastic comeback? My kind-of-boyfriend posted this status on fb: Sometimes I need to have my foot surgically removed from my mouth...I have a disease or something. Do they make pills for not being an *** by any chance? We have somewhat of a game going, teasing each other sarcastically back and forth. I feel like there is a great comeback for this one, but I just can't grasp it! Help? |
| I have herpes lmao |
| Would u ever take a dick out of ur *** and put it right into ur mouth? serious my boyfriend wants me to do thiss....can i get sick from it? |
| I wouldn't. O_O |