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23rd October 06, 02:50 PM
#1
I would probably not get overly torqued, but still I wanna know ..... Why is a guy would not do that to a gal without expecting to get slapped or at least screamed at & called a pervert, but a gal will take the liberty?
The closest I've come to anything like that is when my wife & I were going up to an outdoor seating at a resturant & this woman comes up and reaches down to the hem of my kilt to get a feel of the material my kilt is made from. Yea right! :rolleyes: If my wife had not been there she'd have lifted it I am sure. When she walked away she said "nice legs".
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23rd October 06, 03:19 PM
#2
This is what we get for giving em shoes and letting em out of the kitchen. :rolleyes:
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23rd October 06, 03:31 PM
#3
Oh, it's because as kilt-wearer, Retro-Red was "asking for it".
Right?
**grumble-snarl**
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23rd October 06, 04:04 PM
#4
I've always wanted to do this:
If they ever get right under you on their back to look up, sit on their face. See how they like that!
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23rd October 06, 04:11 PM
#5
ROFLOL! thats great not to mention.... ballzy!
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23rd October 06, 04:43 PM
#6
Hey, they wanted to know... :rolleyes:
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23rd October 06, 05:55 PM
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24th October 06, 10:24 AM
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23rd October 06, 04:43 PM
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I've been asked "the question", been called names, been smiled at, complimented, kilt lifted, joked with, questioned, sung to, whistled at, waved to, jibed, and but patted, but never have I had anyone, male of female, grovel on the asphalt.
I really wonder about some people!
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23rd October 06, 06:54 PM
#10
 Originally Posted by Blu (Ontario)
...never have I had anyone, male of female, grovel on the asphalt.
The only thing that would bring me to my knees on the filthy pavement of a filling station would be a brain aneurysm.
At any moment you must be prepared to give up who you are today for who you could become tomorrow.
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