Of course, if you choose anything even slightly ambiguous as your sexual orientation of Fetlife… well, you’ll see.
Tom either did him dirty by sending him to this site, or did him right.
Did right. Sometimes you fail…
sometimes you need serious brain bleach, a good alibi, a great lawyer, duct tape (clear), hand tools, serious therapy, and uncommon household chemicals mixed in the right ratio at the right temperature. If you persist you can find happiness.
Or not. But YEE HAW!
Hahahahahaha! Yee haw indeed.
The only thing I can say here is, “~a~ man” ? Singular?
I almost feel sorry for Omar, Almost.
This reminds me of the Sexy Beast:
”Men or women?”
I once said in a personal ad that (in reference to my professional career) that I was a slave to the man. Uh yeah….
And Omar thought being naked in a dumpster was a walk on the wild side…
I didn’t really think most of the options for orientation or role were that obscure, although some of them certainly aren’t immediately obvious. (Many of them come down to ‘if this is your scene, then this will mean something to you, otherwise you should probably select something else.’)
Just wait until he starts trying to fill out the fetish list! (Especially when he finds that it’s an unrestricted string field!)
Depends on your level of experience and possibly exposure to the community…lol. Even for someone who had been around a little while, some of the roles and orientations still make you tilt your head and ask “WTF???”
And then he gets to use a word like “woman” and get into a lengthy flame war……(Not that I’m deeply involved with one of the worst offending trolls…honest)
Just go with kinky. It helps eliminate some of those cliche discussions about “old guard,” “new guard,” and “real” top, bottom, dominant or submissive
Ah, the twuists. If it wasn’t for them, the scene wouldn’t be what it is. Oh, we can hope.
Well, the comments here have been as much of an eye-opener as the comic. Great Googly Moogly.
On a completely unrelated (to Fetlife) note.
A reason for High Capacity magazines:
Steve walks into a bar, draws his revolver and yells “I’m gonna kill whoever’s been sleeping with my wife!”
A voice from the back yells “You’ll need more ammo.”
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