Originally Posted by Elliott

I measure the length of my balls. I started at 24, haven't noticed any odd sagging (well two years wouldn't make a difference, but I'm quite Irrational and obsessive when it comes to my body) but I rue the day When I'm walking around dragging old man between my legs, or even worse, sitting down to grumpy, and all of the sudden...
SPLASH.

Originally Posted by chrisbb

i am always in my underwear on the computer too. sometimes nude.

Originally Posted by JeffinCO

...too chilly at my pc desk - + not with a grabby toddler running around.

Originally Posted by zimmy61

Originally Posted by chrisbb

i am always in my underwear on the computer too. sometimes nude.

Originally Posted by Elliott

That's why I'm keeping healthy, investing our money, and making damn sure that we don't end up destitute when we're elderly, It's also why I call before making reservations at hotels that my room has a bidet, and I almost cried when the people at the company said they needed me to get back to work, but than they said I could work from home, adn you wouldn't believe the wave of relief that poured over me... Becuase there aare 4 very special things in my house that cause actual panic when I'm away from them

1.My nephew (sometimes Nick is forced to let his assistant watch him for a while, and while I can't orive anything I think she might be a pillhead
2 & 3 My Lab Amethyst, and my German Shepard, Dade. Dade's old and enjoys being left alone while Amethyst (or Amos for short) suffers from such seperation anxiety that he get's a dailey Laura Bush vitamin that we sneak into his treat, and finally my fourth pride and joy...
MY WASHLET

a while ago my friend August came over, we were drinking Saki, and Nick and I were showing him some really funny internet videos (Tay Zonday, The Wherewolf Slam Poetry). August said "You guys havent seen anything yet. So he logged onto washlet.com just picture this. Models from the beneton come to life to extoll the virtues of their washlet bidets and how exciting it is for them to take a shit. I thought it was something like bonsai kitten, or just a prank. Well October came around and guess what August got me for my birthday,
A fucking washlet. This thing is like shitting on a toilet made for the king of mars. Not only doe it open up when it senses tour presence, but the seat warms up, and when you've done your business, the most soothing jet stream of water comes out from underneath the toilet, cleans your ass, and than when it's done drying your bum off. You get off of it, it puts the toilet seat down, and flushes itself. The only person who is allowed to use it besides myself is nick so we're getting another one for guests. but you have to see the website. It's beyond ridiculous.

Originally Posted by ciaobox2007

Oh, if your chair could talk.

Originally Posted by Teri B.

It would be SCREAMING! "HELP ME! HELP ME!"