May 02, 2003
I have a confession to make. I once spent the night with a truly liberated feminist who stopped shaving ANY of her body hair several years before our encounter. Once I got her nekkid, she turned out to be a real firecracker, but the hairy legs really JUST DIDN'T FIT with what we were doing and they damned sure felt weird when they wrapped around me.
I liked the sex, but I didn't like the hair.
I really believe that I developed my revulsion for monkeys because of that experience.
So if Frank J. has a sister, you'll want to stay away from her...
ACK. Okay, that mental image is doing to take a lot of booze to remove. Ready.... DRINK!
Hairy women. Shudder.
Then it's a good thing your pecker requires a chemical stimulus to "rise" to the occasion. It would have probably "turtled" otherwise.
I hate hairy legs. I lived in Paris for a year and learned to hate hairy armpits, too. For every single day of my adult life - with the exception of when I've been ill or when the power's been out and I haven't had hot water - I have shaved my legs and armpits. That's how adamant I am on the subject. (And, I do it for me, so I really don't get these women who shave their legs only for dates and nights they think they'll have sex.)
Did I really shave my back for this?
Kate, when we went out for a sandwich and some beer, the woman was wearing blue jeans and a tee shirt. I DIDN'T KNOW!!!!
Later, I discovered the horrible truth. GAWD!!! Those legs!!! Those pits!!! That BUSH!!! (well, the thicket-like bush really didn't bother me. I found the treasure buried in there with little difficulty.)
The memory will haunt me forever, nevertheless.
But I fucked her anyway.
A little understanding there, Acidman. OK,OK, I
admit that-if he cannot eat a thing or fornicate
with it - a monkey will tear it up and defecate
on it (and they will throw feces, too). But I was
around at the time, and I tell you that monkeys
LEARNED ALL OF THAT FROM ROOFERS! Don't be laying
your dislike of protopoliticians on hairy women.