I kinda love Craigslist. Yeah, the other sites probably dispense consistently higher-quality humans. CL is like that hilarious coke machine on E. John, with the mystery '?' button. Sketchy, sure, but it's just so great when you get something delicious! Lately CL has been dispensing attractive curly-haired guys with freckles. . .
Talk on the phone first! And don't ever doubt your right to bolt-for-the-door. That said, online flirty banter is way more fun than real life flirty banter because you don't have to see peoples facial reactions. Manhunt is crack. Don't smoke it every day, and don't leave your manhunt page open while you're trying to do something else. It sucks you into a weird pixelated cock haze. Hours will pass by in minutes. Minutes! That is all.
Talk on the phone first! And don't ever doubt your right to bolt-for-the-door. That said, online flirty banter is way more fun than real life flirty banter because you don't have to see peoples facial reactions. Manhunt is crack. Don't smoke it every day, and don't leave your manhunt page open while you're trying to do something else. It sucks you into a weird pixelated cock haze. Hours will pass by in minutes. Minutes! That is all.
Talk on the phone first! And don't ever doubt your right to bolt-for-the-door. That said, online flirty banter is way more fun than real life flirty banter because you don't have to see peoples facial reactions. Manhunt is crack. Don't smoke it every day, and don't leave your manhunt page open while you're trying to do something else. It sucks you into a weird pixelated cock haze. Hours will pass by in minutes. Minutes! That is all.
Talk on the phone first! And don't ever doubt your right to bolt-for-the-door. That said, online flirty banter is way more fun than real life flirty banter because you don't have to see peoples facial reactions. Manhunt is crack. Don't smoke it every day, and don't leave your manhunt page open while you're trying to do something else. It sucks you into a weird pixelated cock haze. Hours will pass by in minutes. Minutes! That is all.
Note to jealous straight guys who drink corn-dog Slurpees for breakfast and wish girls would be like this: Normal rules of "league" still apply.
Based on all the gay dudes I know, the normal straight rules of "league", in which any straight man who isn't a more successful and charming version of Daniel Craig will be waiting a very, very, very long time indeed for a woman to answer his ad for casual sex.
Anyways, bitch bitch moan moan whine whine. Lucky gays. Who needs marriage rights with that kind of ass available?
okay...can i just explain myself real quick? sooo...i was on my iphone and i NEVER comment on articles, since i'm sort of employed by the stranger and all, but i just loved this post, so i commented. then i didn't see my coment. so i pressed send. again. and again. on my ipod. i guess i must have pressed it forty times (i was in class) and now my very personal confession is right up there alongside dominizille. i'm guessing it won't be taken down. this is the most hilariously embarassing day of my life. i am dying right now. this is better than the time i popped anal sacs. thank you, internet.
wait, so if i get a manhunt profile, i can hit on super hot intrepid reporter dominic holden? YES
also, is manhunt like facebook in that whatever someone has on there is bound to get out to future employers given enough time? that's what always freaked me out.
On a side note, I am srsly envy of the wonderful, consise and simple arrangment gays lay out. Its clear, its fuckable, and its done. I lament my incurable love of boobs.
Well I was all pro-gay-rights, but this column has turned my opinion around. When a straight guy like me can get laid, for free, whenever he wants, then you can have your marriages and jobs and health benefits. Not before.
Well, thanks for insight into your world. And, may I say, if that's you in your avatar, then your damn attractive. So, don't sell yourself short, if I was a gay man and single I'd want to try dating you.
Violet_DaGrinder now you got me missing that old Coke machine with the mystery button. (This one just had a huge question mark). That's where the cool, exotic and sometimes experimental flavors that were leftovers from vending boxes on Hilton penthouse floors lived. I almost always got something really tasty.
Now, sadly, it's all Pepsi and Sprite; not even Dr. Pepper.
30: really? I always assumed hooking up online was pretty common. Almost as much as hooking up "IRL" is. At least, for queers [esp. gay men] anyway.
There's nothing really creepy about it; not any more creepy than going home with some intoxicated man you've known for an inebriated hour or two. And in our times, that's the socially ordained way of meeting a casual fuck, everyone's expected to do it at least five times.
Based on all the gay dudes I know, the normal straight rules of "league", in which any straight man who isn't a more successful and charming version of Daniel Craig will be waiting a very, very, very long time indeed for a woman to answer his ad for casual sex.
Anyways, bitch bitch moan moan whine whine. Lucky gays. Who needs marriage rights with that kind of ass available?
also, is manhunt like facebook in that whatever someone has on there is bound to get out to future employers given enough time? that's what always freaked me out.
On a side note, I am srsly envy of the wonderful, consise and simple arrangment gays lay out. Its clear, its fuckable, and its done. I lament my incurable love of boobs.
Thanks, Dominic.
silverdaddies.com
squirt.org
bear411.com
bearwww.com
and sites I used to find interesting but now avoid -
gay.com
gaydar.co.uk
m4m-world.com
Now, sadly, it's all Pepsi and Sprite; not even Dr. Pepper.
I mean, who doesn't "google" the name of the person they are interested in?
Any good stock would be/should be scared off by actions like this that you just described for the internet, forever.
There's nothing really creepy about it; not any more creepy than going home with some intoxicated man you've known for an inebriated hour or two. And in our times, that's the socially ordained way of meeting a casual fuck, everyone's expected to do it at least five times.