I've only sporadically read your posts in here, Igor, but you must be getting to the point now where you're tired of casual shagging?
Also, weirdly, the first thing I thought when reading your latest escapade was that DS woulkd be proud of you.
Wait...you ate a one night stand's butt? Yeck.
When even Magic thinks that you are a bad one you know things are serious.
Marry her igor. Thank me later.
Filth needs to be tied down.
We're going to have an AIDS graveyard with Hammer and Igor buried side-by-side.
I'm still undecided if these things actually happen to Igor.
Tbh it's them vouching for her bumhole that should perhaps worry you above everything else here, then.
Fucking savage.
Is sincere randoming it, calling people animals who don't like touching human faeces, or just having an episode?
I should have quoted the original post from Igor
I'd lick anything that doesn't smell too bad.
As a so-called Doctor you should know you can't detect parasites with your nose.
Eating ass should not be done on a casual basis otherwise you'll just get known as a shit sniffer.
Speaking from experience, shit sniffer?
It looks like party girl might actually have some potential. She text me to say she had fun and told me to message her whenever I'm next down in London. I told her I'll be down in 2 or 3 weekends time anyway to see friends (true, but plans obviously only contrived to facilitate seeing her), and she's just said that she's always around and just to message her.
I'm not very spontaneous and I'm quite autistic about getting everything meticulously planned (which people are generally surprised about, as an aside), so I'm somewhat paranoid I'll get the train to euston, tell her I'm around and be told she's fucked off to Oxford for the weekend or whatever it is posh girls do. Aside from that I'm obviously very pleased with the outcome - she's seemingly very keen to shag again, without any clingy pseudo-relationshippy baggage.
I'm also using a lot of willpower to not fall into the cycle of mindless small talk asking her about her day etc, as I think that will actually be counterproductive this time.
Ask for a picture of her oil seal and post results.
Find out if her tyres are bald.
I can rely on my memory, there was no evidence of leakage, though it sounds like I was quite lucky with my timing.
In the morning she was a bit off, and when I asked if I could have a shower she politely suggested I do so at my mate's house. She had to get the train at like 1pm so I just assumed she wanted me to fuck off so she had time to chill alone before that, but my mate's girlfriend told me with some glee that she'd told her it was because she'd had a massive stinky dump in there and didn't want me going in there after that. Bless.
Good luck with the oil seal next time.
The only decent part about being an admin is seeing the posts people decide to deleteIMO if you have misgivings about the state of hygienic upkeep of the girls you’re hooking up with, better to stay home, lift some weights, hit your daily macros and try again in a few months.
I can't imagine anyone but mert saying "hit your daily macros", but I'd have thought he'd pride himself on not being enough of a 'beta little cuck' to delete his posts so I'm stumped.
Impossible to know who might have posted that.
I thought Mahow.
Unluckly @Boydy, I saw your post before the ninja delete
Fair advice though, mate.
Brown white privilege was my first thought too.
Christ you just know in between you going down to London again she'll be getting her piles chewed by some other bearded ginger twat who falls for her vile dirty bumhole.
"piles chewed"
I know I can always rely on you for the best advice, MJ.
In my defense, in the taxi she said "you don't do this kind of thing a lot, do you?", and even asked "you don't just see me as a London conquest, do you?" as we walked up the stairs to her flat. She was hesitant about actually shagging me, and said "we barely know each other, I don't even know if you remember my name" (WHICH IS A WHOLE OTHER STORY), which all suggests her asshole is at least a fairly selective establishment, though when I told m8's gf all this she rolled her eyes and said "oh fuck off [girl's name], she used to shag loads of people at uni".
Igor, she quoted the whole 'I don't usually do this sort of thing' chapter out of the Sluts Handbook to you.
She let a stranger finger her shitpipe, so she's clearly seen more prickends than weekends. Though it still wouldn't stop me getting a train.
The foreplay had been great, really organically leading up to what I assumed would be inevitable sex (I find it can be very awkward and shit on one night stands, especially when you're both really drunk), then she got a bit angsty and said the thing about me not remembering her name. I knew her fucking name, and had known it all evening, but the stress of being asked it whilst she was sat on me all naked fucked with my head and I did not have a fucking clue. if I'd actually tried to guess it, it would have been like Mrs Doyle and Todd Unctious.
Spent about 5 minutes with her saying "just say my fucking name", sounding close to tears, as I blagged "well I know your fucking name, obviously, but I'm not going to say it, that's bollocks. this is stupid", etc. Horrible, and I am surprised she didn't just kick me out. When she eventually just went "my name is fucking [___]", and I said WELL I KNEW THAT, she said oh fuck it I still want to fuck you, but by this point I was somewhat deflated by the stress of what had just happened, and it took a while to get back into the swing of it.
I reckon if you dig deep you will find she has some kind of trauma in her past...
I would love it if she goes for a hot curry the night before you go there next.