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*Splat*
Now, this can be a pleasurable sound for a man, but if it's followed by a slight ripping sound it can make the pleasure short lived. It also makes the cleaning up a lengthy process.
I'm sure you all get the jist of what I'm saying, so now I'm going to get a bit more serious.
So, after being with EB for 4 and a half months, this was bound to happen sooner or later and being the mature adults we both are, deciding we both wasn’t ready for the consequences we decided this morning, that the morning after pill was the way to go.
So we go in the chemist and ask the lady who told us to "sit down and wait 15 minutes, we have other prescriptions to do first" this included people who came in after us. So we sat down and the chemist’s evil glares followed us.
So I filled out a little form and after a while the pharmacist came over and told us to follow her. We both got up but she told EB that there wasn’t enough room for him where she was taking me.
I can tell you now; there was definitely room for him. I don’t see why he couldn’t have come with me since this concerned him. She asked me personal questions and made me feel like a child simply because she assumed that because we was buying the morning after pill, we must have been irresponsible.
To be in this situation is bad enough, but then to be treated like this just made it worse, I’d call her behavior unprofessional. I assume, if I had have been 30-something, she wouldn’t have treated me the same way.
Personally, I can’t believe the way she treated us. I felt like I was 14 again (not that I took the MAP when I was 14, but you all know what I mean). She treated us like we was being a nuisance, but I bet she’ll be going home tonight and moaning to her husband about the amount of teen pregnancies there are these days.
I think you’ll all agree that, by going to the chemist the next day, as soon as we was awake, we were less than irresponsible. I think that people who work in this area should get rid of all the stigmas attached to things such as the MAP, and perhaps more young people would go and get the MAP.
And don’t even get me started on the 24 quid we/EB paid. Oh well…
It was his fault for thrusting too hard ;o)
Now, this can be a pleasurable sound for a man, but if it's followed by a slight ripping sound it can make the pleasure short lived. It also makes the cleaning up a lengthy process.
I'm sure you all get the jist of what I'm saying, so now I'm going to get a bit more serious.
So, after being with EB for 4 and a half months, this was bound to happen sooner or later and being the mature adults we both are, deciding we both wasn’t ready for the consequences we decided this morning, that the morning after pill was the way to go.
So we go in the chemist and ask the lady who told us to "sit down and wait 15 minutes, we have other prescriptions to do first" this included people who came in after us. So we sat down and the chemist’s evil glares followed us.
So I filled out a little form and after a while the pharmacist came over and told us to follow her. We both got up but she told EB that there wasn’t enough room for him where she was taking me.
I can tell you now; there was definitely room for him. I don’t see why he couldn’t have come with me since this concerned him. She asked me personal questions and made me feel like a child simply because she assumed that because we was buying the morning after pill, we must have been irresponsible.
To be in this situation is bad enough, but then to be treated like this just made it worse, I’d call her behavior unprofessional. I assume, if I had have been 30-something, she wouldn’t have treated me the same way.
Personally, I can’t believe the way she treated us. I felt like I was 14 again (not that I took the MAP when I was 14, but you all know what I mean). She treated us like we was being a nuisance, but I bet she’ll be going home tonight and moaning to her husband about the amount of teen pregnancies there are these days.
I think you’ll all agree that, by going to the chemist the next day, as soon as we was awake, we were less than irresponsible. I think that people who work in this area should get rid of all the stigmas attached to things such as the MAP, and perhaps more young people would go and get the MAP.
And don’t even get me started on the 24 quid we/EB paid. Oh well…
It was his fault for thrusting too hard ;o)
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Goatboy wrote:
willy-nilly
Very nice
willy-nilly
Very nice
I find it shocking that a former police officer would act so irresponsibly. What does that say for the guardians of society when they, willy-nilly, act like a common bumcrimer?
English_Bloke wrote:
> In which case you completely missed the point of the thread.
*Shrug* The "It was his fault for thrusting too hard ;o)" sorta changed my opinion of the original post. I can see what you were trying to say, but it still came across a little "look at us!"
Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to lose sleep over it.
> In which case you completely missed the point of the thread.
*Shrug* The "It was his fault for thrusting too hard ;o)" sorta changed my opinion of the original post. I can see what you were trying to say, but it still came across a little "look at us!"
Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to lose sleep over it.
As in 'hardly ever visited and run by Biggles'?
That joke was prime, mate.
Pandaemonium wrote:
> Side track, I heard on the radio yesterday that Micheal Jacksons
> ex-Neverland Ranch employee had to "clean monkey droppings off
> the walls". I nearly crashed my car laughing at it.
How does he know they were monkey droppings? Micheal's excuse maybe?
Anyway, sounds like a load of crap to me...
*Gets coat*
> Side track, I heard on the radio yesterday that Micheal Jacksons
> ex-Neverland Ranch employee had to "clean monkey droppings off
> the walls". I nearly crashed my car laughing at it.
How does he know they were monkey droppings? Micheal's excuse maybe?
Anyway, sounds like a load of crap to me...
*Gets coat*
Pandaemonium wrote:
> Screams of "we're having sex! Look at us!" to me to be
> honest.
In which case you completely missed the point of the thread.
The thread was about how low we were made to feel when trying to do a responsable thing.
Given past braggings on this forum about people's sex lives, I don't really see why people felt the need to post like that in here. At least Borat made it mildly funny, but it wasn't a bragging post by any means.
We actually posted it in this forum with the hope that the more mature members of the forum wouldn't start saying, "you're having sex. We don't care!"
Went for a good few pages like that, but, oh well.
> Screams of "we're having sex! Look at us!" to me to be
> honest.
In which case you completely missed the point of the thread.
The thread was about how low we were made to feel when trying to do a responsable thing.
Given past braggings on this forum about people's sex lives, I don't really see why people felt the need to post like that in here. At least Borat made it mildly funny, but it wasn't a bragging post by any means.
We actually posted it in this forum with the hope that the more mature members of the forum wouldn't start saying, "you're having sex. We don't care!"
Went for a good few pages like that, but, oh well.
But you know he got paid a ****load. :D
Surely it's a skidmark rather than a side-track anyway? ;)
Surely it's a skidmark rather than a side-track anyway? ;)
J Nash wrote:
> EDIT: Oh you mean with humans.
No, not at all.
Side track, I heard on the radio yesterday that Micheal Jacksons ex-Neverland Ranch employee had to "clean monkey droppings off the walls". I nearly crashed my car laughing at it.
> EDIT: Oh you mean with humans.
No, not at all.
Side track, I heard on the radio yesterday that Micheal Jacksons ex-Neverland Ranch employee had to "clean monkey droppings off the walls". I nearly crashed my car laughing at it.
Ive been having dirty monkey sex too.
EDIT: Oh you mean with humans.
EDIT: Oh you mean with humans.
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