Can reach your nose with your Tounge?

I fail to see the logic behind your reasoning, good sir.

Stroke penis, sticky white stuff comes out.

There are other methods, which doesn't involve your own hands, or any hands for that matter, to get the sticky white stuff to come out.

I never said it's the only method, good sir.

But it's usually the easiest method; it's free, it's fun, it's healthy.

Don't let your balls explode, fap today.

You have me convinced, and truth be told it is the only method available to me at the moment, (not counting wet dreams, but those are messy).

Hookers. I've yet to try one though, but if my brother is to believed, those are quite ingenious human specimen when it comes to the art of sexual pleasure.

German hookers? Really?

German hookers are clean. It's a profession fully acknowledged by the state, and is thus fully regulated when it comes to, say, hygiene.

They may talk funny, though.

Somehow, commercial sex is against my mindset. Doing it with a random girl in exchange of money feels wrong...

If she paid you, I guess that's different, huh? lol

Nah, still wrong. Where's the love? (But wait, what is love?)

Baby don't hurt me?

And they walk funny. And they want little girls.

Getting hurt... Ah the main reason I actively avoid socialising.

I gave up on it years ago... lol

You two...this is depressing.

Not my fault. I tried to talk about hookers like a Gentleman and failed, but this depression is not radiating from me, Ma'am.

Nah I'm not unhappy at all (doubt Nash is unhappy either). I don't mind being a social recluse at all. In fact I'm better off without it and a lot more happier to be honest. Society is overrated!

Edit: Hookers are still a no go.

I don't see me doing it with one either lol

There's a nice Buddhist (? at least I think so) proverb... There are two things you shouldn't get upset about; things you can change and things you can't change.

So. German hookers.

I was near Heidelberg with my Brieffreundin (can't find the word in english...If you can translate > < ) and there were hookers, cause it was pretty late at night, and she came to see us, walking like she was drunk (or a male wearing heels). She was ugly, and tall and sacry. And grabed my friend's ass. We ran away as fast as we could, and I never set a foot in Germany again.

Pen pal.



Sure she wasn't a tranny? lol