Wow, I had no idea how deep your hatred of Angel ran. Maybe we need to get you two some e-counseling.
Given my current situation, 30 minutes would get you about 30 VI experiences. That's right ladies, line forms to the left.
That reminds me of a party we had in college. I was drunk, standing in my kitchen talking to a guy (who, for the record, was an 18 year old kid we kind of adopted as our little brother/mascot/DD). He asked me if I wanted to go to my room and make out. My response was I turned my head and began blowing massive Wild Turkey 101 and pot-smelling chunks into the kitchen sink. He correctly took that was a "no".
This is the whole point about handjobs. A handjob is often (not always, but often) a denial of higher sexual contact. They unfortunately occur when one partner is grossed out by the thought of putting their mouth to genitals, or are so unenthusiastic about getting their partner off that they won't put much effort. They don't always happen like that. If you offered me a handjob from an enthusiastic partner who wanted to get me off vs. an unenthusiastic blowjob, I'll take the handjob, sure. This reminds me of a joke I heard on this board a while ago. How do you give a great handjob? Spoiler Use your mouth.
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As of midnight I officially hit one month since I experienced my crippling depression problems. This is kinda a big deal, for those who fight with mental illness. You take it one day at a time, then two days at a time, then you're happy with a few days in a row, then a week... Two weeks is incredible. Not wanting to end yourself for three weeks straight is a hard-fought battle. (Thanks, survivor guilt.) Posting this in the drunk thread because alcohol is a depressant, and I love me some micro-brews. It's a hard fight to win. I appreciate that this board gives me some humor.
Man reading the hacked Sony memos warms the cockles of my heart. I don't even fault Adam Sandler for making the shit movies he makes when in the end he makes boat loads of money for him and his friends. I just laugh at how soul sucking the job is for the people writing the memos when you see the mundane bullshit that's been put out in the past few years. At least in private they get to bitch because the first time anyone on any level bitches about the quality of an entertainment product publicly they are tactically shamed into apologizing by the studio to protect the feelings of the workers.
Michael Lynton or practically any studio head is a worthless, tyrannical piece of shit. The slime de la slime in an already heartless cutthroat industry. These are the people who are supposed to love and know movies the most and the bottom line of earnings is the only thing that now concerns them: fuck entertainment. I love listening to Emporer Asshole Harvey Weinstein constantly bitch about there not being any "art" in movies anymore meanwhile he's the one who green-lit "She's All That". I still can't fucking stand Sandler, but his clout in Hollywood is a gnat's dick compared to what a head producer has. Most people have no idea of how powerful and psychotic these people are. Weinstein is well-documented for assault and death threats and never even gets questioned.