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What was the deal with the minimart?
They needed celery and a can of fake snow ... a can of bean dip and some Diet Rite ... a box of tampons and some Marlboro Lights.
What was the deal with the minimart?
They needed celery and a can of fake snow ... a can of bean dip and some Diet Rite ... a box of tampons and some Marlboro Lights.
That's bull****. You can't get celery at a minimart. ... You can get fresh crabs, though.They needed celery and a can of fake snow ... a can of bean dip and some Diet Rite ... a box of tampons and some Marlboro Lights.
What? From the bathroom glory hole?That's bull****. You can't get celery at a minimart. ... You can get fresh crabs, though.
No idea here. What is a "glory hole"?What? From the bathroom glory hole?
No idea here. What is a "glory hole"?
You see, Slacker, when a woman, or a man...Usually a man. (OK, almost always a man in real life. But let us maintain the fantasy.) When a woman doesn't want to go to the effort of getting some 'strange' at a hotel bar, but wants to suck on one or more ding dongs, she can go to certain places of public accommodation such as a bus station, a very seedy bar, possibly with a name like Manhole, or the New York Public Library in the 1970's. And in the bathrooms of these buildings, there will be holes cut in the partitions between the bathroom stalls. The holes will be about at the height of a person's mouth as they sit on the toilet or kneel on the floor. After the woman makes her presence known, possibly through a commonly understood signal, a man, who may or may not be wearing women's clothing, standing on the other side of the partition will insert his ding dong through the hole where the ahem woman will proceed to suck said ding dong. Neither party knows or meets the person on the other side of the glory hole, as it were, and this anonymity heightens the pleasure for both parties.No idea here. What is a "glory hole"?
Uhh, thanks, but I was just riffing Vombie there ...You see, Slacker, when a woman, or a man...Usually a man. (OK, almost always a man in real life. But let us maintain the fantasy.) When a woman doesn't want to go to the effort of getting some 'strange' at a hotel bar, but wants to suck on one or more ding dongs, she can go to certain places of public accommodation such as a bus station, a very seedy bar, possibly with a name like Manhole, or the New York Public Library in the 1970's. And in the bathrooms of these buildings, there will be holes cut in the partitions between the bathroom stalls. The holes will be about at the height of a person's mouth as they sit on the toilet or kneel on the floor. After the woman makes her presence known, possibly through a commonly understood signal, a man, who may or may not be wearing women's clothing, standing on the other side of the partition will insert his ding dong through the hole where the ahem woman will proceed to suck said ding dong. Neither party knows or meets the person on the other side of the glory hole, as it were, and this anonymity heightens the pleasure for both parties.
You see, Slacker, when a woman, or a man...Usually a man. (OK, almost always a man in real life. But let us maintain the fantasy.) When a woman doesn't want to go to the effort of getting some 'strange' at a hotel bar, but wants to suck on one or more ding dongs, she can go to certain places of public accommodation such as a bus station, a very seedy bar, possibly with a name like Manhole, or the New York Public Library in the 1970's. And in the bathrooms of these buildings, there will be holes cut in the partitions between the bathroom stalls. The holes will be about at the height of a person's mouth as they sit on the toilet or kneel on the floor. After the woman makes her presence known, possibly through a commonly understood signal, a man, who may or may not be wearing women's clothing, standing on the other side of the partition will insert his ding dong through the hole where the ahem woman will proceed to suck said ding dong. Neither party knows or meets the person on the other side of the glory hole, as it were, and this anonymity heightens the pleasure for both parties.
I can’t imagine how awkward it’s going to be for @typefitter to read this post to his father.
I have no idea what this means.
You explained to him what a "golden shower" was...