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Lets just drop this thread, afterall, according to Da Burg, eating your cum is like picking your nose, its no big deal

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Coochie gives me too much credit....Da Burglar wrote: Biologically, eating your own ejaculate is no different than swallowing your own saliva, or even the visually repugnant spectacle of a kid eating his own Boogers ("50 bucks says the Smails Kid Picks his NOSE! Oh yeah, another 50 says he eats it...")

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Maybe thats your problem Burg, maybe thats how you ended up in a fuckin chair 24/7, perhaps you were a little too risky in life.

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Yes, busted!!! Damn you coochie and your high powered perception, how did you guess?

1986: I was 19 years old, 6'3" and voted the sexiest young freshman male in the Class of 1990...I fucked every woman who threw herself at me (usually after snorting an eightball off her back just above her butt, while she snorted it length wise off my rock hard, straight 9 inch dick...) I fucked everywhere and in every postion...One day, I wanted to fuck while driving my Vintage 1966 Mustang Convertible, so I had this young nubile hottie straddle me while driving, just like Kevin Costner and Madeline Stowe in the movie Revenge...I fucked her for 18-3/4 miles, and she came so much the Brake Pedal made squish noises, it was awesome! And while I was blowing my load so hard up inside her that it was coming out her ears, I wrapped the car around a Telephone pole, Broke 3 vertebrae in my back paralyzing me, and the chick's ribs upon impact were sent into my own torso creating the most horrific scar pattern imaginable, while she died inches from my face with the most fucked up look on hers, that of a woman who had just had "the most mind blowing orgasm of her life/been filled to overflowing with splooge/impaled by a steering wheel and died".... Yes my actions finally caught up with me...

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Not to be insensitive, but why kill a Mustang? I really like the early model Mustangs. 65 Coupe, and 69 Fastback amongst my favorites.


I compressed three vertibre in my upper back/neck, I did a text book block on a guy in football, I put my helmet right into his sternum, back straight, head straight, hit him full stride.

I guess they call them "Stingers" but I wasn't moving, and now I have a constant low grade headache at the base of my skull.