Manchmal frage ich mich, ob auch vor Nippelgate die Nippel so intensiv öffentliche Aufmerksamkeit bekommen haben, oder ob damals einfach ein Trend in Gang gesetzt wurde. Kältereaktionen weiblicher Nippel waren schon ab und an Gesprächsthema, die vergleichsweise träge Beschaffenheit ihrer männlichen Gegenstücke auch, aber schon weniger.
Für Tineroyal jedenfalls kennzeichnet sich ein neue-Welt-Gefühl gerade an den beiden kleinen Dingern:
Es ist doch erstaunlich, wie innere Befindlichkeiten und Körperreaktionen neue Welten aufzeigen. Während wir hier also lernen, dass sich Nippel als emotionale Wohnungswohlfühlfeuermelder verwenden lassen, muss Stahlratte sie wohl noch für ganz andere Dinge eingesetzt haben:
Ja, Aua. Ich komme mir da gerade vergleichsweise unbedarft vor und kann nur verwundert zusehen. Kasn scheint da involvierter zu sein und hat da wohl einen umfassenden Rat:
Das ist übrigens nicht nur ein Gesundheitstipp, wie man vielleicht jetzt den Eindruck bekommen könnte. Nein, nein, es ist auch ein sehr guter Tipp für Nachrichtensprecherinnen, damit sie nicht huppiwupp in Twitter auftauchen:
Besser: Einfach mal abkleben. Mit Claus’ Kleber.
Couples often have their own rules. My ex-girlfriend had a look that told me to shut up immediately. When we we’re on a party and she started rubbing her arm it meant she wanted to leave. If she was talking to someone and started tousling her hair it ment: “Get me out of this conversation!” And there are some other gestures I not going to reveal here.
So sometimes this sort of couplehood is funny. And there are times I miss that. If you watch other couples it’s different. Sometimes you shouldn’t care what they do. Sometimes you should. But it’s not easy when to ignore things done by a couple. I only think this case is crystal clear:
So there’s something new with this tweet. So far we only dealt with tweets telling things that just happened. This is a tmi tweet also with information that deals with something yet to come…
Having a baby is one of the strangest things that can happen to you. From one moment to the other you’re supposed to be a baby specialist when you turn into a father or a mother. And immediately your surrounded by baby specialists that criticize you or try to give useful hints to treat your baby right.
If that’s not the case for a second there are still your own parents that can tell you that they don’t see their grandchild often enough.
Despite these influences of people who think they know the science of babyalism you’re still responsible to find out how your own baby works.
Tony Jones has a baby. Actually his child is already 4 years old. Still he’s trying to find methods to calm his child down, whenever it goes wild. And as he finally got one working method he says:
Somehow this is a special TMItweet. This tweet definitely offers a TMI message, but can you locate it? It seems to be in one’s own head. What a strange thing. As if that kind of action happens all the time. Find out if there are people that don’t get the message!
Most of spam mails seem to deal with the enlargement of the sexual organ of men. No matter how large it is, if you’ve got the money you should buy substances that make it larger. Or make him stand longer. But as far as I know that’s it. There’s not much more to do with it.
What a difference to female sexual organs. There ist hardly ever spam dealing with how to fix it in any kind of way. Although there’s so much you can do with it compared to the male organ:
What a fool I am. How long was I really thinking women turn into vegetarians to safe those cuddly animals.
What a giant hoax.
We should make the same enlargement story up with the tightness and taste of female organs. And that they should appear in a way that only special vegetarian food can deliver. Or is that whole vegetarian thing strictly speaking already that kind of story?
When I watched a James Bond movie from the 70s lately I was very surprised how often women were punched by James. After that they showed a Bond documentation where a former Bond girl was as surprised as me seeing that punches.
To me that change in male behaviour towards women in the last 30 years has been going on quite silently. So that nowadays it’s cristal clear you’re not having a chance with a woman with class in showing any kind of agression towards her.
Still it seems to be a mal fantasy to be that animal like when it comes to their needs. Levendis tells us:
What a sound bite for a James Bond movie. After having punching, joking, depressed and overstyled James Bonds, how about James Bond standing for true male fantasies?
Just imagine: 25 minutes after this film has started, after the evil guy and his plans are introduced, after Bond smashes his first vehicle, when he meets his first cautious, half-evil Bond girl, let him say: “How about a warm hand for my penis?”
The girl would look spacy as always with that playful smile on her face, wouldn’t she?
I just saw a video with Sean Connery telling you when slapping a woman is okay:
So, finally this year comes to an end and this is our last entry this year. And to present something special we’ve got two premieres today. Today’s tweet is not a tweet but a dent and it’s from a frechman. You will find out the significance of the latter soon. We took a dent, that is an entry from identi.ca, because TMI do come up there nowadays as well. So for us the content is important, not the name of the entry.
It’s not a too easy task for guys to pleasure girls. As a cool guy you’re supposed to know. It’s enough for girls to smile and wait. Guys get the pressure. Within a guest article I was thinking about those poor germans that are not well known to be good lovers. This is different with their french combatants.
A french lover seems to be a guy that knows how to treat girls right, when to talk and when to kiss. Kaysha is one of that kind, a guy that can make girls moan. See his open shirt, his body and the cross upon his chest. Body and soul seem to act in harmony.
But, uh, sometimes things slip away from his attention…
So welcome to the world of french lovers. A world that starts with the question: “What things do I miss today and could it be I accidentially left them in a girl’s vagina? And whose vagina?”
But it shouldn’t be much of a problem for a french lover to get things right. A phone call will do. “Hi! Do you remember me from last night? I’m missing my keys. Did you find something in your vagina this morning, that was not supposed to be there?”
Christmas is the time of having fun, getting presents and eating. And we all hope you’re having fun in that sense. But as you can imagine TMIs don’t stop with christmas.
In a broad sense Christmas is a ying and yang thing. You give presents, you get presents, you visit people, people visit you, you’re eating tons of food and meet that stuff again…
Well, in hoping you’re going to listen also to other christmas tunes this year: Merry Christmas wherever you are!
It’s christmas time. It’s time to get some presents for the beloved. Most guys are known for not being too smart in chosing the right present. So they better listen to their girls because if girls know their guys they drop their wishes in what they say from time to time. Otherwise they have to think about it themselves and risk to chose exactly the wrong item.
Drinkbourbon clearly has sniffed on the wrong item:
Is it just the metaphor drinkbourbon wants to point out or the richness of scents he has smelled so far?
I’m not jealous of him having these smell experiences if it’s that what he’s talking about. A young hooker’s menstrual flow must be more attractive to him in that case, although that kind of substances ain’t something that is kept in your body for years.
Anyway, I still haven’t improved in telling you how to get the best present. Chosing the right present just doesn’t seem to be a guy’s thing.
Sometimes there are discussions starting because of headlines of daily papers. Last week such a headline in Germany dealt with the sexual life of a star.
There must be something about discussing the frequencies of stars having sex. David Duchovny thinks he has to much and more people are interested in that topic than in his tv show, where he’s playing a guy having too much sex. Whereas in the USA that topic is more an object of humour it was taken more seriously in Luxembourg:
In english: “Fuck! I read while getting rolls: Heino’s got more sex than me. Dirty old prick.”
Heino is a german folk music star who turned 70 last saturday and told the press he’s having sex 3 times a week. So in this case it’s not just about being interested in the sexual habits of a star. It’s about comparing your own sexual life to that of a star. Papierfrau seems to be the loser of that comparison, which means she’s having sex less than three times a week. I guess what you think right about now is: How much is okay?
Anyhow to Papierfrau the subject is not a nice one, either due to not having a sexual life that’s worth making a headline of or due to losing a comparison about having sex to a 70 year old folk music star.
It even gets worse as she catches a glimps of the headlines on the next morning:
In english: “The media still deal with Heino’s sexual life. I don’t want to get informed about that, because if, I’ll start figuring that scene *fear*”
What a curious thing about the human brain. Although neither Heino’s music nor the imagination of Heino having sex seem to be enjoyable occurrences to papierfrau it’s still interesting at first glace to think about the frequences of him having sex.
It doesn’t help her anyhow and just keeps piling TMIs.
It’s one story between women and men that women always try to get their guys to sit on the toilet. Standing in front of it may be healthier for men but in most relationships it simply means more work for women to clean everything afterwards. Or they think it’s more hygienic within the bathroom as men sit down.
I think, my ladies, you won’t be able to educate men that way. Just have a look at scottymoon.
How robust men can be if the situation affords it.
They do not let anything disturb their way of life as long as they know what’s to be done. And they don’t give up plans as new preconditions come up. Even if it is in form of a smelly, brown, flabby substance quite near to them.
Somehow it would never ever occur to men in scotty’s situation to clean the toilet first before doing what they we’re planing to do as they enter the bathroom. Just think about how abstruse that thought is: Men considering about cleaning the toilet first before having a piss.
And is there still anyone to think education is the right thing to do here?