Is there a way to unregister here? I've heard people ask this question on other boards in the past and the usual response is "just don't come back you moron". But now I'm curious..

It'd be easier not to post if I couldn't.

Man, is this guy good!

or

Man, is this guy good?

Your call - My free unlimited potentially lifetime VOD - So no matter but feedback good and bad is good not bad for the true good or bad pro.

Deep Throat

If you are a porn fan this is a must-see if only once if you can make it past all the goofy nonsense and "plot". It is nonetheless a classic & the first I had the pleasure of self pleasure when I was young as my parents weren't too smart or careful when it came to keeping their copy hidden in their bedroom when they were at work. As I revisit from time to time as well as explore the relatively limited works of the young Linda Lovelace, I think it's a real shame that no director really gave thought to exploiting Linda's stunning beauty & body (other than exploting her outright as she claimed) and never filmed what I feel to be a real nice screwing scene - just a good ole lay-the-pipe-to-her-doggystyle-and-let-us-see-her-on-all-fours-and-writhing-around-til-climax-with-no-long-assed-close-ups-and-other-distracting-crap scene. In Deep Throat, it is of course mostly about the BJ & psychedelic music & herky-jerky cut-aways & rockets & tingles etc. I feel piss-poor film editing and just as bad or worse thought-out actor-actress positioning (or whatever sex pairing) has since propogated & lingered throughout all of porn in general - bunch of lazy, unaccountable fuckers mostly. That aside, this is again a must-see as it opened the flood gates to the current supersaturated state of porn that we enjoy today.Thank you, Linda & all the funding scumbags of Deep Throat - that is, if they didn't hurt you & you weren't lying or nuts but either way RIP. You were the best cocksucker ever & I'd wager you were an excellent fucker if the scumbags had used their brains further than there being a clit in your throat. -DiggityDog

Linda does indeed get plowed pretty good in the first quarter of the movie. I say just let it run and once you see her scary & hairy looking friend getting eaten out and then later checking off guys' names on a clipboard you are near the gravy (start on scene two if you must). Camera work is shit and destroys what would have been an awesome scene but it's still worthwhile. And further, I think it demonstrated the f-skill potential of lovely Linda and the basis of my bitching above.

going through an old book of dvds and found my copy of battle royale. premise makes no sense, the ending makes no sense, but it is a great movie.
nothing beats japanese girls in school uniforms with automatic weapons.

I went out in the car to run an errand. I see a group of young Hispanic kids walking toward. They were probably in their late teens, and though young they could look threatening if it weren't the opposite right then. They weren't loud or obnoxious, just very casual and had somewhat friendly facial expressions. This gave me the courage to act. So I get in the car and by this time they are filing by. I need to u-turn and go out the way they were blocking. I turn, approach and wait for them to file to the right. I had my window down, and I looked out at them and focused on the one guy holding the one present smoking hot girl's hand I said: "You lucky guy you!" So I saw that my joke/compliment did not have the affect (noun) I intended, so now I have a mob of spicos that know where I park everyday & live.

So I return a few hours later and there they are sure as balls, buzzing like bees about 50 yards down. So here we go, I think to myself, good move jerkoff why not go pet a bear next time. So to my surprise, no jeers or other nonsense just an approaching young man, the same with the good pussy instincts, making his way over alone over to me. And then it went down:

"So what did you say before?" - he said with a bit a of daring, heatful tone

"Look, guy, I don't want no trouble. I wasn't threatening you, mocking you, or anything else. It really wasn't much a compliment either, really, not to you anyway. I just said you were lucky that's all."

"Lucky for what? I don't get it?" - he said curiously though a slight edge - thick accent so there are lang. barrier issues here adding to (and possibly even had caused) the friction.

"Well think a sec, whose hand were you holding before? It wasn't that mug's ova there, I can tell you."

He paused and smiled somewhat ...I continued now being bent on not making this so easy for the little punk given his ballsy tone earlier so I let slip into a wild tail of lies & threats:

"So there you go, man. No problem, Just a compliment to you in front of your boys and even for your lady, maybe give her a smile or something. There are ways, ya know, to pay a compliment to a woman other than saying 'Nice fuckin' pussy'. There are even ways to pay a compliment in front of her boyfriend without getting him into a frenzy.....Or maybe this is what this is all about? You don't like me doing that? Well I'm a hardly a threat, dude, to you and your girl, just look at me. I just wanted to be nice, that's all. But if there's business here that still needs to be taken care of, you just keep up with your tone like before and maybe your luck will change, change for the very worst I can promise you. Do you know me? Do you know who I am? Well if you don't then you're lucky because in my circles you are dealing with the worst possible kind of people you'll never wish more you didn't know & have to deal with. So, you see where my right hand is now back here? You are heading down a dark alley, toward that place you don't know, so I suggest you just take another path. (I approach nearly nose to nose - slight whisper) I can plug you and everyone of your friends right here and now, chico, even your girl and I can get away with it too because you are spics & I am white (I back up & go back to being conversational). I suggest you and your boys and me we all move along and maybe your boys can go pick up something like that over there (nodded toward his girl) and you all can have a good time. So what's the move?

"Sorry man, my bad" (he said, nearly shitting himnself)

"No problem, take care, guys. See you around, lucky." (turn to leave, wink at his girl)

So I watched them shuffle by, went back into my apt, threw up violently in the toilet, and took my piece out of the drawer stroking it & swearing I would never leave home without again.


The end

15 years ago9: You apply, use and pay. The end.

These days:

Quote:Please forgive any perceived heat below as it is intended for those described. Further I could not find a straight forward path on your site to get a perhaps more appropriate email address (without maybe registering, but I don't want to, I just want to be able to use my card without hassle) so I used WHOIS to find this techadmin one. I ask you please forward along to some or all possible, specifically: credit card security cheif, policy designers, and/or other relevant officers; and all senior officers and board members - or all, a few, or one that you are able to, thanks.

Below is my problem and further it's description indicates to whom (as listed above, but maybe someone else) are responsible and who I would like this message to go, if anywhere, with the utmost highest priority. So I would really appreciate it if you could forward this email to the appropriate dept or individual, that is, the aforementioned who oversee or are responsible for designing, implementing, and/or executing card security as it pertains, specifically, to auditing new members' card activity and rendering decisions to freeze the card and/or change initially agreed upon terms, credit limits, etc just because the new clients use the card within the terms and parameters on which the card was issued and further your security department has seen fit to hijack back the services (the services that we as clients even bother to contact you in the first place, or you have solicited us to use)..So again I use use the card within said terms and parameters that YOU set, but all of a sudden that's a "high risk actuvitity" to draw out for example $300 when your Cash Advance limit is $4,000 and therefore it's "logical" to create a pretext & policy to claim you have the right to revoke this service you solicited me for and said you can do for me. Just PONDEROUS -but I'M being the problem here, right?

I am so filled with rage right now I can barely contain it. Could someone with power and common sense review this policy and fix it please?. If you can't offer Cash Advance because of "risks", don't tell me you can and give me the tools to use it and then when I do use it, you shut me down and then try to justify it when I call to say what the F and than I have to look like the ass and go crazy on the poor perosn on the other end of the support phone line or in emails like this. Just don't offer it then. I DON'T NEED THIS CRAP. Are you serious business people or what?. Am I crazy to think like this? Are you people really that blinded by you own bureaucratic trappings and piss poor internal quality controls? It's called "group think" - see Psychology 101, and forget about Busines 101 that's next term.

So I'm sure you will hear from me again and can't wait - when I try to use this card once again within its assigned parameters and it's closed or the credit limits reduced to a ridulous amount with no advance notice and if I'm stuck somewhere where I need to draw cash or to use credit, I'll rest assured that I'll have this service of yours to see me through it, right? I swear I've seen commercials like that for your company..... I smell a Class Action lawsuit and one less mass-raping, inept credit card company in our futures. How about you?

I moved into a new workspace two days ago. Earlier today, I walked by a guy whose office was right across from me, and I said "do you have watermelon in here?" since I could get smell a dstinct watermelon odor. He responded "I know, it smells like rotten fruit here - I don't know what it is?" I said, "I've smelled it for the past couple days. I think it's watermelon. Doesn't smell rotten, yet, but hopefully someone finds it."

So about 10 minutes later I'm walking back across the office, and I accidentally turn toward my old space. I chat with the new girl who just moved in there two days ago, and I say "So are you the one who smells like watermellon?" She looks at me weird, and says no, but she has a mango air freshener. I explain the story, blah blah blah."

Not an interesting story, and I thought nothing of it, for about a half an hour. And then I realized that I walked up to a black girl and asked "Are you the one who smells like watermellon?"

I'm pretty sure HR has heard this story already.

I am in negotiations right now to be both:

A) The Mike Sloan/Jeff Gross of UFC.com - I will get Sherdog for unlawful IP banning, I will see them subjugated to my rapist's wit and decimated by my fusionable & fissionable literary phonetics
B) The Gene Siskel of porn - first secure free unlimited VOD as their film reviewer & later parlay it into a multi-million dollar contract. I'm causing vapors, now I'm doin capers, because it's all about the papers.

Actually A has no chance and I might as well yell my proposal down the street, but I think we got a serious chance on B - ongoing correspondences, samples being analyzed, conditions set. Out of tribute to this board and being such good sports by allowing me to dump my brain, cut my teeth, and practice my chops (I've been banned from like 5 boards over the past couple months - via baseless, unfair, & sometimes manufactured pretexts of course, that is unless being smarter than someone is a legitimate excuse - now granted I then called that someone and his/her mother a cocksucker but nonetheless unfair), my moniker as a reviewer and/or analyst with be "DiggityDog" if I can help it. My fame and riches, our private joke. Who sez worthless knowledge and insanity never helped anyone?

Quote:thanks for the add request

But I know your girlfriend LUSH doesn't seem to like me and i'm the brunt of the jokes in your crowd...

I'll leave your buddy Eddie alone.

I just thought he was cool..

thxbye

Mission: make him smilehu

I have but one chance short of me moving in with him and hanging myself in the closet to find one day. I have another plan but it doesn't have immediate returns for me nor actuually any returns as is a prereq for such a mission of this nature. From now on each time I am asked to provide an emergency contact for a lease or a job or whatever, I will write the following:

1) Please visit <!-- w --><a class="postlink" href="http://www.cdih.net">http://www.cdih.net</a><!-- w -->
2) Log on with the following credentials user: diceisgod; pwd: *****
3) Click "New Topic"
4) Enter subject: "SOS, apri"
5) Explain issue and he will do he the rest and be in touch

I just created them, that is, they were already created in terms of being alive and being teenagers. What I mean is I just reached into their minds and fucked them up pretty good. So I was driving back home through a heavily wooded street next to some housing commune right next to the park. Three kids are all that's around it seemed for miles, walking side by side, not talking at all, just moving along, minding their own. They were maybe about 12-15 yrs old and were just crossing the street on my right. So about 1/3 of the way across when I approached, I slow down and let them go just enough for me to make my right turn. So they were walking and I was pretty close to them as I start to pass, their backs turned and I decided to scream at them, "JESUS CHRIST! THERE ISN'T A FUCKIN CHICK WITHIN 3 MILES OF YOU FUCKING GUYS! YOU'RE LIKE PUSSY REPELLENT OR SOMETHING, STAY AWAY FROM ME!!" Then I laughed looking right at them Deniro-style like that one scene I think when he was in the bar drunk (I think just before he and Tommy told Henjry about the getting made thing). The look on these guys' faces was just, I dunno, that's it, that's what it's all about here for me.