July 25, 20232 yr 3 hours ago, Agent23 said: I am confident that dogs are smarter than dog owners! I am confident that cats get laid more than cat owners
July 25, 20232 yr 49 minutes ago, mikemack8 said: I am confident that cats get laid more than cat owners Both of my cats are virgins!
July 30, 20232 yr The Cat The trouble with a kitten is THAT Eventually it becomes a CAT. - Ogden Nash
July 30, 20232 yr On 7/27/2023 at 3:32 PM, pisceschica said: Reveal hidden contents Pu$$$y for those that don't get it. Not as often as I'd like.
July 30, 20232 yr 5 minutes ago, pisceschica said: try tinder if you're saying I should light myself on fire you're not the first lady to suggest that to me
July 30, 20232 yr 2 hours ago, Arthur Jackson said: if you're saying I should light myself on fire you're not the first lady to suggest that to me No, the DTF dating app. Just don't take them to your place you might get robbed.
July 30, 20232 yr 1 hour ago, pisceschica said: No, the DTF dating app. Just don't take them to your place you might get robbed. Thanks for the advice... bus station bathroom it is, then.
July 30, 20232 yr 2 hours ago, Arthur Jackson said: Thanks for the advice... bus station bathroom it is, then. 'cause you gotta have faith.
July 31, 20232 yr 4 hours ago, Arthur Jackson said: Thanks for the advice... bus station bathroom it is, then. Good let us know how it goes
July 31, 20232 yr 1 hour ago, pisceschica said: Good let us know how it goes Well... the good news... is that I found someone online that agreed to meet me for an amorous, albeit brief, rendezvous in the washroom at the Greyhound station in Center City. The not so good news - for me at least - was that the individual was not completely honest with me. I was.. to put bluntly... rather aggressively violated by a large and very strong African American gentleman whose street name I could only decipher as "Tioga Tony". It wasn't really what I wanted, but not my worst Sunday afternoon. Nevertheless, no offense, but I won't be following any relationship advice from you in the future.
July 31, 20232 yr 31 minutes ago, Arthur Jackson said: Well... the good news... is that I found someone online that agreed to meet me for an amorous, albeit brief, rendezvous in the washroom at the Greyhound station in Center City. The not so good news - for me at least - was that the individual was not completely honest with me. I was.. to put bluntly... rather aggressively violated by a large and very strong African American gentleman whose street name I could only decipher as "Tioga Tony". It wasn't really what I wanted, but not my worst Sunday afternoon. Nevertheless, no offense, but I won't be following any relationship advice from you in the future. Whatever You're supposed to make sure the person matches the photo before you go up to them...Catfish 101
July 31, 20232 yr 18 hours ago, pisceschica said: Whatever You're supposed to make sure the person matches the photo before you go up to them...Catfish 101 It's interesting that you mention catfishing because I LITERALLY got catfished once. I was communicating with who I thought at the time was a beautiful young lingerie model. We hit it off really well and she asked me to meet her at this abandoned warehouse. At first I was hesitant, but then I thought, "Hey, when am I ever gonna make it back to Kensington?" Anyway, I put on about 200 milliliters of Drakkar Noir and Ubered to the given location. Well, as soon as I got through the rusty high-bay door I was seized by some mechanized system that constrained my arms and hoisted me over a large water tank. Another mechanism inserted what I only understood later was a sort-of underwater breathing apparatus regulator into my mouth. I was then lowered unceremoniously - and nude - into the tank. Shortly after, a large fish approached with a device attached to its head featuring an antenna. It's at that moment that I heard a voice speaking to me through the water. In the most peculiar quasi-Slavic, perhaps Baltic accent in a sinister baritone, the voice explained that he, the handsome but menacing fish that appeared before me, was the product of an experiment to create an intelligent catfish for undisclosed military and espionage purposes. Whether the fish, who called himself Ivar McWhiskers III, was the result of genetic engineering or simply the ill-conceived union of a lonely Tallinnian scientist and an unsuspecting siluriforme is anyone's guess. Either way, he escaped the lab to put his evil plans in motion. He controls his robotic minions through an ingenious brain-computer interface and can access the intenet through the same contrivance. This is how I got catfished. I really don't want to discuss how the rest of that evening went.
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