I used to supervise eighteen 4-5 year olds in the afternoon at a day care center. I Loved it with a capital "L". Some of them would bring tapes with them, so on the rare rainy days when we couldn't go out to the playground, I'd put one of their tapes on and they'd dance---the way little kids dance---to Cindy Lauper and Madonna. They loved "Lucky Star". It was so cute!
What's wrong with these people who think that innocence is lost the moment a child sees an adult in their underwear?
I remember I loooooooooooooved "Three's Company," which is one (admittedly tame) sex joke after another. I was vaguely aware there were silly, romantic mix-ups going on, but that's as far as it went. Mainly I liked the watching the two pretty ladies and the silly guy who was always tripping and the people laughing.
My parents literally told me nothing. I got handed a book about "changes" when the zits started showing up. And somehow the dentist appointments always coincided with The Movie that got shown at school.
Thus do weirdos find liberation in goatse.
Mind you I was on a quest to read bestsellers at one point - because obviously they were the best - and Jaws had a sex fantasy between two people that ended in a car crash with the woman's legs splayed open in the middle of the road.
I don't know what's worse: the parents who say nothing, or the ones like mine who are all liberal and shit and eager to "be there" for you in case you have questions. 'Til my late teens, I thought sex was pretty icky and something only slutty people did...I was like "god, PLEASE STOP TALKING TO ME ABOUT THIS!!!" and wishing I could disappear into the floor or something.
But...yeah...getting no info at all, especially when you're a horny (i'm assuming) young guy must be tough.
Oh, I also have to clarify that I have nothing at all against being slutty. It wouldn't work for me, with my being disgustingly, saccharinly romantic and everything. But I am definitely not against sluttiness as a concept or in (careful) practice.
Re-reading I thought I sounded all judgey-judgerton.
"...a sex fantasy between two people that ended in a car crash with the woman's legs splayed open in the middle of the road..."
Ew. That reminds me---I want to see "The World According to Garp" again. Don't think I ever saw it all the way through.
I had my first sexual feeling when I thought of kissing Kevin---a boy on my brother's gymnastics team. ZING! Wow! What was THAT?! I like it. Although, I must say, my first kiss was actually sloppy and weird.
Speaking for myself, rather than defending the virtue of others, I recently entered second childhood (Hard to tell, innit?) & am on a higher spiritual plane that doesn't involve sex, which, as we all know, is for making babies, yada ...
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Thumbs up to a certain special Big Hollywood commenter.
Three thumbs up so far...
Jeannie's picture makes me laugh.
I upthumbed this:
Matlok? Really? He must have broken in looking for the real killer.
(Plus the vs comment, of course.)
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Right on, VS!
Jeannie's picture makes me laugh.
I spent a while trying to get it on the head of a giraffe and failed.
You should never give vs attention, it just encourages her.
Madonna? Uh, Jeannie, the 1980's called and want their outrage back.
I used to supervise eighteen 4-5 year olds in the afternoon at a day care center. I Loved it with a capital "L". Some of them would bring tapes with them, so on the rare rainy days when we couldn't go out to the playground, I'd put one of their tapes on and they'd dance---the way little kids dance---to Cindy Lauper and Madonna. They loved "Lucky Star". It was so cute!
What's wrong with these people who think that innocence is lost the moment a child sees an adult in their underwear?
I don't know, wiley. They worry a lot about the adult humor that's snuck into kid shows, too. I guarantee you: the kids aren't getting it.
I recall telling one dirty joke wrong. Often. Over a period of years.
I did not get it, but people seemed so happily surprised when I told it that I just kept going.
That's how it happened, huh, Sub?
I remember saying that two flies were "masturbating", when I was 14. Not being as sheltered from the concept as I was is probably a good thing.
I remember I loooooooooooooved "Three's Company," which is one (admittedly tame) sex joke after another. I was vaguely aware there were silly, romantic mix-ups going on, but that's as far as it went. Mainly I liked the watching the two pretty ladies and the silly guy who was always tripping and the people laughing.
My parents literally told me nothing. I got handed a book about "changes" when the zits started showing up. And somehow the dentist appointments always coincided with The Movie that got shown at school.
Thus do weirdos find liberation in goatse.
Mind you I was on a quest to read bestsellers at one point - because obviously they were the best - and Jaws had a sex fantasy between two people that ended in a car crash with the woman's legs splayed open in the middle of the road.
Hello JG Ballard!
I don't know what's worse: the parents who say nothing, or the ones like mine who are all liberal and shit and eager to "be there" for you in case you have questions. 'Til my late teens, I thought sex was pretty icky and something only slutty people did...I was like "god, PLEASE STOP TALKING TO ME ABOUT THIS!!!" and wishing I could disappear into the floor or something.
But...yeah...getting no info at all, especially when you're a horny (i'm assuming) young guy must be tough.
This link goes here. Good luck, lovely daughter! I'm tryin'!
HA!
Try is all you can do. :)
Yay VS, got my votes.
which is ironic considering what the decadent diva of debauchery eagerly imposed on a generation of naïve children
Too bad mothers back then were FORCED to allow their children to watch Madonna.
MOOOOooommm I don't WANNA stay up to 12:30am watching Friday Night Videos.
Kiwi Daughter is extremely dismissive of "Girly singers who wear dresses the size of potato chip bags".
Indoctrination, you see
Oh, I also have to clarify that I have nothing at all against being slutty. It wouldn't work for me, with my being disgustingly, saccharinly romantic and everything. But I am definitely not against sluttiness as a concept or in (careful) practice.
Re-reading I thought I sounded all judgey-judgerton.
SO it must be someone else who keeps switching to the Girly-singers-wearing-dresses-the-size-of-potato-chip-bags Channel.
"...a sex fantasy between two people that ended in a car crash with the woman's legs splayed open in the middle of the road..."
Ew. That reminds me---I want to see "The World According to Garp" again. Don't think I ever saw it all the way through.
I had my first sexual feeling when I thought of kissing Kevin---a boy on my brother's gymnastics team. ZING! Wow! What was THAT?! I like it. Although, I must say, my first kiss was actually sloppy and weird.
Re-reading I thought I sounded all judgey-judgerton.
No you did not. But boy oh boy are arbitrary boundaries in sex ever important to its hotness.
That reminds me---I want to see "The World According to Garp" again.
That was one of the greatest car accidents in movies. HA HA.
Absotively. For instance: NO ANAL ''TIL THE THIRD DATE.
Three thumbs up so far...
For instance: NO ANAL ''TIL THE THIRD DATE.
Substance, just wait, OK?
Speaking for myself, rather than defending the virtue of others, I recently entered second childhood (Hard to tell, innit?) & am on a higher spiritual plane that doesn't involve sex, which, as we all know, is for making babies, yada ...
Substance, just wait, OK?
Has he been hitting on you? Lucky dawg!
I am a sucker for a sunny outlook.
I know you two crazy kids will be very unhappy--thus happy--together. Mazel tov.
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