.... I was in Chorus in my Stateside high school... *eyebrow twitch*
*ahem* In a totally lame segue to this, as a homonymical pun, one of my sergeants brought up the point about crooks still being scared of K-9s when they're not scared of anything that a human officer could bring to the party. He posited that what if officers could train OTHER animals to act as their backup. Then he mentioned that "Yeah, they'll be running, but the look of 'WTF?' on their faces when they seen me charging up, baton in hand, riding a Silverback keeps me warm at night."BAAAAHAHAHAHAAAA! More like Officer Saliva-back! *runs off to spread more lame jokes*
My ex-wife played the trombone in college. The skill set acquired is probably more applicable to fellatio, old chumI played the trombone. My wife gets pissed when I give her raspberries while trying to put her leg into the 4th slide position.
You should see me emptying the spit valve...
knihsen (4/12/2010 1:59:28 PM): please let me know what our $ situation is. we forgot something. my meds. Don't cuss.... maybe we can do 1/2 a scripts til we get paid again.
edrondol (4/12/2010 1:59:55 PM): I won't curse. Are you out?
knihsen (4/12/2010 2:02:18 PM): yes, after tonight.
knihsen (4/12/2010 2:02:30 PM): I didn't want to say anything last night.
knihsen (4/12/2010 2:02:48 PM): ruin the mood.....
edrondol (4/12/2010 2:04:02 PM):
edrondol (4/12/2010 2:04:11 PM): I love you but tonight Dave must sleep.
knihsen (4/12/2010 2:05:46 PM): FINE.
edrondol (4/12/2010 2:06:11 PM): You're gonna take advantage of me aren't you?
knihsen (4/12/2010 2:08:17 PM): god willing.
knihsen (4/12/2010 2:08:38 PM): or should I say.... gravity willing?
edrondol (4/12/2010 2:08:46 PM): Ouch.
Bah, we saxophone players didn't have a spit valves*. We just sucked whatever accumulated in our mouthpieces and necks right back into our mouths!FIRST OF ALL: The actual "spit valve" is actually called a water key. Blow on a mirror. What happens? It fogs up! Is that spit? Nope! Imagine playing and buzzing your hot air into a perpetually cold, metal instrument. That fog collects and begins to bead down the slide. If you don't empty it, it'll sound like a flushing toilet. So, it's not really spit coming out of there, but condensation that has been marinating in the metals of the instrument. It tastes NASTY (...cold marching parade... we snapped our horns up and it all went gushing down my neck/in my mouth... ugh), but isn't really spit. IMHO, it's worse because if your slide has mold (as this isn't unusual for instruments that aren't washed too often), that can break off into the condensation as well. We brass players just tell all our pansy-ass woodwind friends that it's spit to freak them out!
THE MORE YOU KNOW. As you can see, I love being an instrument know-it-all!
Bah, we saxophone players didn't have a spit valves*. We just sucked whatever accumulated in our mouthpieces and necks right back into our mouths!FIRST OF ALL: The actual "spit valve" is actually called a water key. Blow on a mirror. What happens? It fogs up! Is that spit? Nope! Imagine playing and buzzing your hot air into a perpetually cold, metal instrument. That fog collects and begins to bead down the slide. If you don't empty it, it'll sound like a flushing toilet. So, it's not really spit coming out of there, but condensation that has been marinating in the metals of the instrument. It tastes NASTY (...cold marching parade... we snapped our horns up and it all went gushing down my neck/in my mouth... ugh), but isn't really spit. IMHO, it's worse because if your slide has mold (as this isn't unusual for instruments that aren't washed too often), that can break off into the condensation as well. We brass players just tell all our pansy-ass woodwind friends that it's spit to freak them out!
THE MORE YOU KNOW. As you can see, I love being an instrument know-it-all!
Fuck yeah we did. Kings of the woodwinds. :toocool:[/QUOTE]*Except the bari sax players. They had spit valves.
EXCEPT making her come so hard her whole body shivers like she's having a seizure, her moans rising in pitch until her voice fails her and she lies there, shivering under your tongue, her mouth open in a voiceless scream.* Oh, and eating a girl out too. I swear, I would go to town like a starving Ethiopian kid at an all-you-can-eat buffet! Nothing's more of a turn-on than doing that for a girl while she grabs the back of your head and moans.
I want one too! They are just kind of pricey. Probably worth it.. call it an investment.Thinkin' of getting one of those Hitachi Magic Wands.... a present for both of us will be my justification.
You are too cool... will you be my Annie Pots to my Dixie Carter (R.I.P.)?Awwwwww, and it looks like a lil' microphone! So you can sing "Lovin' you" and then make yourself hit the high note.
You are too cool... will you be my Annie Pots to my Dixie Carter (R.I.P.)?[/QUOTE]Awwwwww, and it looks like a lil' microphone! So you can sing "Lovin' you" and then make yourself hit the high note.
I've tried to explain this to people about why I don't like vibrators. It almost hurts. You'd think I have some odd affliction from the looks I get when I say they're too much for me.A friend of mine doesn't like it because she is super sensitive and instead of being pleasurable it is just uncomfortable. She doesn't care though because due to the sensitivity she climaxes easily from other, less direct, stimulation.