Your juvenile potty humor and personal attacks don't do much for this board either. I'd rather this board be dead than held hostage by a bunch of thugs who think their opinions have more value than anyone else's.

The point is, we have no proof Info is a hobbyist. It is equally possible that the handle is either gay or a provider.

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Why else would his real handle have no reviews?

guys, now i love you all, and i love feeling you inside me and all the other good things you show me...but come on, lets try to play the game a bit nicer. we're all adults and certainly very connected with our adult "assets", and all with good jobs, a nice car, designer clothes and a great haircut, but is it getting maybe a little unnecessarily stressed out here? i find if you put your every bit of attention into one thing, you''ll get too sensitive about it, raise your stress level, and lose peace and sleep. Please, get a second hobby, like knitting (as smelly suggested). I crochet myself, some lovely scarves, and find it quite thereputic. How can i find time to fight, when im so focused on not missing a stitch? In between scarves I love stopping quarrelling men on discussion boards, savouring fruit and honey (which is why im so damn sweet), and getting a good ride from a gentleman. xx

I'm serious. Mr. Info, and his ilk have ruined this site/board. ..

If you want Ellen Degeneres, or Girl Scouts, this isn't the place. Why are we inundated with PC whiners day, after day?  No reviews, no humor, no insight into the hobby. We're left with the "you can't say that" Vaginas like Mr. Info?

I'm not tip toeing around this sickening sycophant anymore. It's time for anyone with a spine, to stand up, and be rid of this cancer(s) once, and for all!  I. for one, have had it !  

-- Modified on 11/1/2006 2:04:56 AM

Imagine this:
Long blond hair flows down her back and rests delicately on one hip. She combs her fingers through her hair and the other hand massages her clit with slow deliberate strokes. She is excited, eager for a hot and throbbing...to enter her, over and over, reminding her of her sexual animal. She is alone in a big city, waiting naked in a king-size bed, wanting to share this bed, fragrant candles, and every inch of her young beautiful body. She is so hot, fully aware of her extremely high sex drive, and she sees something beautiful in each man she lets inside her, and on this particular hour, she is waiting for her mysterious lover to arrive. She touches her breast, her clit, her lips and wonders how his tongue will feel..
but the time comes and passes and he does not call, he does not cum... she waits and feels herself go dry. The next day she receives an email saying "i could not see you yesterday because i know you've been with s#%&ly (my ter enemy) and thats an antaphrodisiac to me." she meekly replies "but im somebody else and i never hurt you"
Am I the only one who thinks this is just...insane behaviour? when you slide into a warm pleasant hollow, shouldnt all your stresses go away? unless there's a morbid kind of pleasure in holding onto offense and sternness...
is it normal to punish anyone who's met your enemy, but didnt find him such a bad guy afterall?

Mr Info is the genius of himself.