I am thankful for fuckbuddies with big dicks and for having made it through yet another round of depression this year.

At the moment, I am thankful for my dentist, who squeezed in an appt. for me and did an emergency repair a few days ago; consequently, I get to enjoy our T-sgiving feast today without pain or fear.  My teeth are a complete fucking disaster--I have more crowns in my head than I have real teeth left--and I realized that for the past near-decade, this one man (along with his wonderful team) is the sole reason that I am still able to eat solid food.  Thank you so much, Dr. N---.  I am really gonna miss you when we move.

I am thankful for my two-speed Wahl.  I love technology.

I am thankful for Husband™ for reasons too numerous to list--his mind; his temperament; his boudoir skillz; his eeeevil sense of humor and lots more.

I am thankful for my iPod.  Sweet Jesus I love that thing.  I never had a toy in childhood that gave me more joy.  I love technology.

I am severely thankful for High-Street.  Without this psychic safety valve I would be unable to keep up my public facade of acceptable normalcy, and would probably be institutionalized and/or under constant sedation by now.

I am thankful that my BF is a disabled veteran and is on some of the same medication that I am on so I have a never ending supply of FREE anti-depression meds as well as 800 mg motrin for any pain I might have that day.

I am thankful that my VW hasn't completely broken down on me not once and left me stranded any place.

I am thankful for my iMAC that I am currently typing on.

My friends and family who understand how completely insane I am and welcome me back with open arms each time I come back from the mental hospital

And as RT put it - my hot BF's cock, and the Dolphin he bought me for when he isn't around.

kim wrote:

I am thankful that my BF is a disabled veteran and is on some of the same medication that I am on so I have a never ending supply of FREE anti-depression meds as well as 800 mg motrin for any pain I might have that day.

< DennisHopAdence > Motrin?  Fuck that shit!  Al . . .  Pra . . .  Zolam! < /DennisHopAdence >

I am thankful for powerful antibiotics, the bourbon I can drink now that I'm off them, and the cats that keep me entertained at home whether I'm pissing blood or blacking out.  I'm thankful for refreshingly responsive & informative law enforcement officers & friends, and for the cable company repairman for working on a holiday.  I'm thankful for black-humored amusement that keeps my experiences with various nutcases, 'tards, & entitled white kids in perspective, forums where I don't have to act like Suzy Fucking Sunshine, & being reminded of Russian Fantasy Rape Porn.

I'm not American but I'll do this anyways.

I'm thankful that I'm strong and healthy.
I'm thankful that women enjoy my company.
I'm thankful that my cock is slightly larger than average, with a strong shaft, a fat head, and a noble, princely aspect.
I'm thankful that women have great shuddering orgasms when I pork them.
I'm thankful that the air I breathe is clean, and that the river and woods I live by are still wild enough to soothe me.
I'm thankful that I'm not the complete fucking asshole that I used to be, and that rage and depression are now exceptions, rather than the rule.

I am thankful for douching and the way that it improves the smell of a vagina

jesusluvspegging wrote:

I am thankful for....

Not a fucking thing; you know, the big picture thing.

One of the great things about my life is that when I was seriously promiscuous there was not a known buzz kill when dealing with sex.

Pity for the rest of ya'll. 

Monkeys , niggers, where/what  ever, whom ever;  It was not a factor regarding my fucking. 

[At the time, of course.]

feisty wrote:

Fuck.  I just want a hot, reasonably large cock (girth) without the BF title.  Is that so fucking much to ask?

             Come to Wilber!

Decadence wrote:

By the way, I'm currently in the works for a co-endorsement with GlenLivet; So, if you've yet to spend a quiet evening with Glen and I, I'd suggest that you set a night aside for just such an occasion.  We really do compliment one another quite well.

Dec: "Well now, aren't you a handsome bottle of whiskey!"
Glen: "You're not so bad looking yourself, old chum!"

MSG Tripps wrote:

WilberCuntLicker

Hey; and why?

Why the awful name?
Why am I posting to this thread when it's not thanksgiving in Canada?
Why are Dec and Glen complimenting each other?
All of the above?

MSG Tripps wrote:

WilberCuntLicker wrote:

All of the above?

Perhaps you assume way too fucking much.

Perhaps. And perhaps you're not as choked with bitterness as you seem.

MSG Tripps wrote:

I am.  It ain't my gig to figure "seems".

Allow me.

WilberCuntLicker wrote:

Allow me.

What do you think?

MSG Tripps wrote:

WilberCuntLicker wrote:

Allow me.

What do you think?

I think you're sweet.

MSG Tripps wrote:

WilberCuntLicker wrote:

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I think you're sweet.

.

MSG Tripps wrote:

WilberCuntLicker wrote:

sweet

I reckon you may be an insomniac

Smells his own?

Decadence wrote:

Douche wrote:

I'm thankful for refreshingly responsive & informative law enforcement officers & friends . . .

You've obviously a story of interest here.  In the spirit of the holy-day, I think that it would be rather nice were you to share it with the group.

I just got suckered, is all.  Aggravated harassment from the big goon who was Mr. Douche turns into assault very quickly, & after 6 weeks + of pissing blood and having kidney infections & refusing to seek or accept hospitalization when that would have been the smart thing to do rather than try to suck it up & work every day (plus a little gift from him that required yet another course of antibiotics), I'm not in good physical form to defend myself without resorting to something that courts around here might consider excessive force.  The local police very patiently explained my options and my pals helped me choose a few.

WilberCuntLicker wrote:

feisty wrote:

Fuck.  I just want a hot, reasonably large cock (girth) without the BF title.  Is that so fucking much to ask?

http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff31 … mbie-1.jpg
             Come to Wilber!

Ahem... I DO have standards.  My turn-offs:  Bad breath, people who can't carry on a political discussion without saying "Because Bill O'Reilly/Keith Olbermann said so!" and the undead.  I don't want anything breaking off in me.  Perhaps that pic caught you at a bad angle... maybe your left side is really your better side.  Oh, fuck it.... if you've got a workable dick I can always put a bag over your head and lie to my friends about fucking you.

WilberCuntLicker wrote:

Jebus, Douchey. Why isn't the fucker in gaol?

'Cause I'm a .  The former Mr. Douche has some kind of degenerative neuropathy.  I attributed his behavior to a treatable medical condition rather than consider the bottom line. While I was busy getting him to go to neurologists & trying to concoct some treatment plan, he got used to the idea that he could try to kill me and get away with it and considered that his health was my problem, not his.  I was a fucking dumbass- I chose to remain involved with a person who, whether as an artifact of demyelination or his upbringing, on a good day considered me casually questioning if avacados will fit in sandwich-size ziplock bags "argumentative."

The last idiocy won't put him in the clink because he's now in another county where they're not going to arrest him for harassment - he has to actually come after me.  I'm prepped & not living in fear, though.

Fistme, have you ever heard of the Hash House Harriers?

1971, that just brought back some crazy-ass memories.

And after checking out your HHH... well, I'd rather just drink.  I don't need the running.  Besides, I definitely don't need to get another jackass with an "addictive personality" that's "not his fault" and is something that has nothing to do with willpower.... BULLSHIT.  "Disease" my ass.

Yeah, I just realized that I mentioned "asstuft" in another post... but it was simply by quoting from someone else.  I didn't have a fucking clue as to who it was refered to.  I can't read every fucking insipid post that comes across this board!

Sorry, asdf.  We're cool, and you're my nigga thanks to you know what.  I didn't mean to call you asstuft.

I must be a retard, or else you've got parkinsons.... but what the hell is hrghlglgh?

I'm thankful I have you stupid motherfuckers to annoy....

Although it is far too easy.....

physty wrote:

I must be a retard, or else you've got parkinsons.... but what the hell is hrghlglgh?

Do we have to choose one or the other?

The sound of inarticulate predatory lust heavy breathing between verses of campfire songs.