<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454528</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:27:09.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God damn, how stupid could you get?</title><subtitle type='html'>This is just a culmination of all of the stupid and funny experiences that I've had with men....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dummies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454528/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11205231572644286360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454528.post-105479221799109163</id><published>2003-06-04T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T23:33:39.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KEEP AN OPEN MIND....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so where do I begin?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little history here (kinda)....this is my first entry (ever) and I think that this is a perfect place to air out all of my dirty laundry. But you see, in this first blog ever, I have to give you some rules and facts etc. so that you understand my reasoning behind things.  This will consist of the ideas that I've had and have about men, how society views women, and sex..lots of it.... Do I have to protect the innocent? Hell no is my response to that...  Is it all true?  Damn straight...  And you might be asking yourself, Why the hell do I care about this chick and all of the men that she's bedded?  Cause it's funny and scary all at the same, and that's only because it all happened to me and me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now engaged and have no intentions what so ever to repeat any of my past behavior but I have to say that my man knows about all of the things that I will be writing about on here, so no worries there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that this could be taken that I was slutty or a "houchie" but who the frig cares?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the facts, plain and simple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Fact: I'm a 25 year old woman and "lost it" (if ya know what I mean) when I was 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Fact: Knock on wood, because of safe sex, I have no diseases or children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Fact: I've slept (check definitions) with 59 men. If blow jobs count in your eyes, the count would be much higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Fact: Blow jobs are not sex. (In my eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Fact:The reason a blow job is not sex is cause you can go home and brush your teeth and that man is out of your life, but if you sleep with a man he's "in" you forever.  Think about it... what are you gonna do? Use a vegtable scrubber when you get home? (Use your imagination)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Fact: When a man has sex with tons of women, he's a stud. (And it's viewed that his dick only gets bigger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Fact: When a woman sex with tons of men, she's a slut. (And her hole only gets bigger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Fact: Not all big men have big dicks and not all small men have small dicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Fact: If you look at a man's thumbs and think of all of the men that you've been with, you'll realize how to read a man's hands to tell how big their dick is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Fact: Some men are penis "top heavy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Fact: Everyone (man or woman) should have a list of the types of people that they should sleep with before they "settle down".  I'll explain the list a bit later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may still add some facts or definitions later, as they come to me, or as they observe them in day to day life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;slept together:  The actual act of sex, not oral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;settle down: when you meet the right person, or just plain old give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now as for the list.  My personal list (and I truly believe that everyone should have one) consisted of some of the following:&lt;br /&gt;To sleep or have sexual experiences with the following types of men:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men outside of your race, a married man, a divorced man, a man with and without children, a dumb man (literally), a way too smart man, a professional man, a type of bummy man, a bad boy, a good boy, a man with tattoos, a bald man, a really skinny man, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get more and more into the list in further blogs.  I have all of the men that I have been with written on a list as well as a rating of how they were.  I will refer to them by number, just to keep things straight (not to protect them or anything).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to leave you with a little story for the night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and one of my girlfriend's were out for a night of drinks and laughs, and just as we were leaving the club we came across two guys walking in.  We told them that it stunk in there and not to waste their time going in.  So we stood and talked with them for a bit and suggested another club that we could go to and hang out for the evening.  We partied and I got quite tipsy, so the guys got better looking by closing time, as usual.  I suggested that we go back to one of the guys homes, where we could drink a little more.  Of course it was totally my intention to sleep with one of them, but decisions, decisions.  Do I pick the one who limps or the one with the dark circles under his eyes?  Circles it is...  So he takes me on a tour of this house that we're at and all that I can think of is "Ok let's see his thing and get it over with."  Well, I chose to wear panyhose that night ( big mistake later on), cause I didn't shave my legs.  So one thing leads to another, and there I am doggy style with my pantyhose around my knees, when my girlfriend starts to walk into the basement to see what the hell is going on.  Well I try to cover up and he ducks for cover, my pantyhose tangle him up and he ends up falling off the couch and smashing his head against the coffee table.  Now with blood everywhere, I get pissed off and get dressed.  I manage to give him my number and leave.  He calls the next day to say that was the best sex he ever had... fuck it lasted about 2 minutes and the guy didn't even cum.  How pathetic is #51?  And how stupid could you get?  He asks me if I'd like to see him again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time:  My only four-some (3 guys and me) and what happened to the hotel room....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5454528-105479221799109163?l=dummies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454528/posts/default/105479221799109163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5454528/posts/default/105479221799109163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dummies.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105479221799109163' title=''/><author><name>Lil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11205231572644286360</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
