A friend recently gave me a "magic sex" pill, which was a third-world generic combo of 20mg tadalafil and 60mg dapoxetine. Tadalafil is better known as the active ingredient in Cialis, and dapoxetine is the newly-introduced active ingredient in Priligy, a selective-serotonin reuptake inhibitor (or anti-depressant, the most-famous of which you may know as Paxil and Zoloft). Sometimes the combo is called "Tadapox".

SSRIs have been observed to cause a condition known as "anorgasmia", or failure to reach orgasm despite the existence of adequate stimulation. In other words, the consumers of SSRIs sometimes can't come. Couple that with a stay-hard drug like Cialis, and something like coke or meth which amps up the sex drive, and it's a recipe for a very fun weekend. My dick is bright, and I mean, bright red from all the friction.

Highly recommended! This pill sells for $4.00 apiece on the Internet. Coke or meth are something you'll have to find on your own, at variable local prices.

I don't know man. I think I'd rather just the cialis and cum like 3-4 times. Maybe throw in some meth, so she don't have to be on top the entire last 2 nuts.

I found this to be the best magic sex pill that works on me.

http://www.barneys.com/Barneys-Gift-Card/BARNE06,default,sc.html?gclid=CPSeqN30j60CFUOo4AodBFaLmQ

But of course! Everybody is supposed to get their proper orgasm.

Only take cash. Haven't you learned anything from Monica??

3 weeks into Effexor I got the couldn't cum disease. It felt like my heart would explode, but I just couldn't get there. Viagra fixed that right away.

PM me a link. I'll give em a try.

Be fucking careful with Effexor, Barry. I gained 55 pounds on that particular drug. My cousin gained 70.


http://www.effexorcheck.com/weightgain/

It was my first go round on anti depressants. It changed my life in that it probably kept me from killing myself. I stayed on it for about a year until I could get used to "normal". Quit cold turkey. I don't recommend it. I'm doing amitryptilyne (all sorts of jondra) and lorazapam currently. I'm super depressed right now, but it's more about life sucking more than usual and my gig giving me cancer.

I've always thought lorazapam and it's kin should be contraindicated in depression but I only got BA so WTF do I know ?

Supposedly depression and anxiety are 2 sides of the same coin. With me, I think it's because I function better depressed than panicking. So dropping my "I don't give a fuck" level is better than letting my mind plummet like a monkey driven rocket car into the filthy shit pit that are my fears.

Any sex pill with the word 'pox' in it is just bad marketing unless you're at the Brandon Iron's Ad Agency.

Yeah, how the fuck does that work anyway? I was put on Amytriptyline as a teen for anxiety, then when it became ineffective, I was switched to Effexor after a week long panic attack in my early 20's. About 15 xanies would have probably done the trick, but they decided to put me on a strong, expensive anti-depressant that I took for about a year and gained a lot of fucking weight on.

Solid science, most carefully tested pharmaceuticals and impartial doctors with a lot of time to care for their patients. It's bliss.

Now that's ^ some funny shit !

It's fuckin' voodoo science.

It is, Barry. At some time, I guess in the nineties, there was a major increase in psycho med products and the pill-pusher docs got creative and reaching with their diagnoses. ADHD and so forth was born. Or hatched. Did you take your medication today?

I think ADHD is just a way to get squares hooked on beat coke.

That'd be evil. It can't be.

Yes I did. After 4 eps of Weed Wars, I've decided that pot's medicine too. So, I haven't smoked my meds yet. Still making soap. Gotta be clear headed for that shit. Too much lavender and Garth Brookes will die.

That is a bad thing????

Love that Thunder Rolls song. Lemme try again. The improper amount of lavender and Trinity Loren comes back as a zombie.

There was this fat kid in grade school that sang in choir, was a huge Garth Brooks fan, and let it spill that his dad physically abused him, severely. So, in typical grade school fashion, instead of reporting these confessions to the school, we made up a song about his dad beating him silly set to the tune of "The Thunder Rolls". Good times.

Priceless. God, kids are evil beasts. You the man, fartz. Your stuff always gives me a good giggle.

I can almost remember the lyrics.

He told a particular story about how he woke up early to make pancakes for his little brother, drew, and how his dad beat the shit out of him for making a mess in the kitchen.

It was something like:

8:30 in the morning
not a soul in sight
house is lookin' like a ghost house
but the sun is shining bright

Batter on the griddle
Drew's waking up......
Daddy busts in and screams, "son, Imma' beat ya' up.

I can't remember the rest, but it was pretty decent for fourth grade songwriting.