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It's been a while since we last asked this question and CaptainFellatioNelson's confession that he likes "to fart under the duvet, creep in and see how long I can last only on the fart air contained within" reminded us just how good it was last time.

What are the little things you do for fun when nobody else is around?

(, Thu 13 Mar 2008, 11:48)
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In response to frankspencer, a possibly misguided expression of sympathy...

I am an educated feminist with a good job, excellent promotion prospects and a desire to Do Good In The World (yes, I'm a do-gooder... the sharp move to the right that inevitably happens when you go to a half-way decent university has not dampened my primrose-pathed spirit). I am a member of my workplace Women's Network (we're the public service, we spell it in English) and do my best to assist young ladies in accessing relatively non-traditional careers (can't help you with engineering and physics, but have you ever considered policing, defence or security?).

I'm currently working with a testosterone-inflated boofhead who I'm pretty sure is using steroids. I'm not entirely sure if he ever actually *does* any work, but he's very good at barging into our office, telling us we're crap and our ideas suck, and appointing himself the boss (again, without actually doing anything). His voice attracts lady snakes and he pays tribute to Mahmoud Ahmedinejad by refusing to wear a tie - unlike Ahmedinejad he likes to leave a couple of buttons undone (I think I may have to hand in my heterosexual card if I'm A Dinner Jacket ever does that). I'm pretty sure he uses more makeup than I do and I guarantee that he puts more effort into getting dressed in the morning than I did into my entire Master's thesis. He is a wanker and all the women who work here are very keen to bust his balls, and I think a lot of the men would sit back and let us do it.

Dear b3tans, do I even need to finish this post? Frank - I'd do him, but I'd be thinking of you.
(, Mon 17 Mar 2008, 11:34, 8 replies)
sorry
but a bloke putting more effort into personal image than a feminist is hardly surprising...
(, Mon 17 Mar 2008, 11:45, closed)
flattered
It was always thus. It is the cruel way of the world and the divine paradox of our hormones. But you know he'd never do you - he'd choose an airhead who laughed at his jokes and thought his sports car was worth it even if he was a useless lover.
(, Mon 17 Mar 2008, 11:53, closed)
Frkinfedup
I didn't say he put more effort into his appearance than I do into mine, I said he put more effort into his appearance than I did into a real thing that has real results and took a year. (That's bullshit - no-one will ever read my thesis again - but I got a job because I did it.)
(, Mon 17 Mar 2008, 12:03, closed)
Go on....
Bust his balls, he's secretly hoping you gals will gang up on him and inflict some heavy CBT (and I don't mean anything to do with motorbike training or cognitive therapies) on his steroid-shrivelled unit.
He's probably whacking off right now thinking of you in full on Ball-Crusher Domme mode.


I hope that has made you feel better. My nuts hurt thinking about it.

PS I do know someone who manufactures equipment for such delights! (she scares the crap out of me)
(, Mon 17 Mar 2008, 13:30, closed)
Or, if you'd prefer to leave the dirty work to someone else...
...I happen to know a professional domme in Australia who'd be glad to do it, I'm sure. Gaz me for details.
(, Mon 17 Mar 2008, 16:46, closed)
And
before anyone asks, I might live in Australia, but it's not me.


Cheers
(, Tue 18 Mar 2008, 6:59, closed)
Strangely.....
the Domme I'm talking about is Australian, but living over here (hey, that's a novelty eh, an Aussie living in the UK?), as is her partner.

She offered/threatened to demonstrate some of the new devices they have designed and manufactured on me the other day, but I declined. I'm British, dammit, just give me an honest good old-fashioned thrashing and be done with it.

Maybe this CBT thing is "The Australian Vice" (quite literally, looking at the ball-crushers).
(, Tue 18 Mar 2008, 11:14, closed)
on point?
And? Where's the guilty pleasure?
For all your 'excellent promotion prospects' you do sound like a bit of a twat.

Only an opinion...
(, Wed 19 Mar 2008, 15:20, closed)

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