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Several times a month, I will be in a store aisle reaching for something and feel a hand going up the inside of my thigh. When I turn around to find myself alone with a woman, and ask her if she would prefer me to hold still so she can get a better feel for the situation, oftentimes she will act "shocked" claiming nothing had happened, it must be somebody else...

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Started by Cramulus, December 17, 2008, 08:24:05 PM

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Passionario

The Machine is a girl and her name is Eris.
I don't know man, I didn't do it.

Cain

Quote from: Passionario on July 31, 2014, 03:36:07 PM
The Machine is a girl and her name is Eris.

Quite possibly.  Or maybe Moloch.

minuspace

The problem with multiple identities is not noticing when you lost one.

Salty

Quote from: Cain on July 31, 2014, 06:30:51 PM
Quote from: Passionario on July 31, 2014, 03:36:07 PM
The Machine is a girl and her name is Eris.

Quite possibly.  Or maybe Moloch.

I am at V. this is great.
The world is a car and you're the crash test dummy.

minuspace

"opportunity was intended to drive one kilometer"

Water Bear Warrior

I love Christmas time. It's the one time of the year that school children sing about drinking (Here We Go A Wassailing) and people kiss under parasites, as the mistletoe is a parasitic plant.

minuspace

Quote from: Water Bear Warrior on August 18, 2014, 03:27:22 AM
I love Christmas time. It's the one time of the year that school children sing about drinking (Here We Go A Wassailing) and people kiss under parasites, as the mistletoe is a parasitic plant.

:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:

Humans are the ritual parasite of tradition.