horny_toker
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12/23/00 04:12 AM
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Hot stuff
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This afternoon I went to the local head shop/café to enjoy a joint. I ended up talking to a couple, but when they left, a man asked if he could sit with me. We talked for about an hour before leaving and him trying to pick me up.
Still very stoned and feeling rather good about myself, I decide to check out the local sex shops in my altered state. Strutting my stuff walking down the street. I met up with the guy I live with and we entered one of the stores. When we were in the store, this one guy kept telling the guy I live with that he is one very lucky guy. I was buying a few toys for myself and he was surprised that I was not embarrassed. Leaving the store, he joined us to walk with us. I nearly burst out in hysterics when the guy asked if we would have a three some with him. The guy I was with nearly dropped dead of a hear attack. He is very anal retentive and does not know how to enjoy life. For the rest of the night I have been continuing to laugh at the thought of his expression. He doesn't do those sort of things.
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Boris_the_Spider
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12/23/00 06:25 AM
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Re: Hot stuff
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Someone who's got the balls to come out with a comment like that is either going to be a real geek or someone who's likley to give you a very good time! Last time my ex-wife and I met someone as bold as that we ended up meeting friends of friends, joining a regular party group in London and there are still a couple of people I see regularly now - some 15 years on!
Think about how it might have gone for you................
Boris
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Dana Larsen
(superposter)
12/23/00 12:42 PM
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Re: Hot stuff
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Too bad your boyfriend is not into it. You might have missed out on a good time!
Dana Larsen
Editor, Cannabis Culture Magazine
ccmag@cannabisculture.com
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horny_toker
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12/23/00 10:12 PM
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Re: Hot stuff
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I may just have to find someone who is into it.
Hell, good time? I would have had a fuckin' good time!!!!
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Marc Scott Emery
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12/26/00 12:13 PM
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Re: Hot stuff
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I can't help but think this horny toker woman (best name I ever encountered) should be getting lots of enticing e-mail, right guys?
Please keep me posted on developments, horny toker, I await the details of your next ass-rimming, gash shaving, buzzing toy, pot-fuelled erotic disneyland threesome. Throw some 2C-B in there, just to shove all 3 of you over the edge. Then report back to Marc here.
Right here. I'm not moving, not until you go have that threesome, girl! And report back!
Marc Emery - Moderator
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PetePeva
(newbie)
12/27/00 04:50 PM
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Re: Hot stuff
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And thats from the MODERATOR!
Pete
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horny_toker
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12/27/00 06:18 PM
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Re: Hot stuff
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Where's the enticing e-mail guys?
As it stands, there is no threesome planned in the immediate future. I won't give up. I plan to have an incredible threesome, when I do have one. Details may follow.
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Zoomer
(stranger)
12/27/00 09:14 PM
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Re: Hot stuff
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Hmmmm....Might be sensory overload...tell us about yourself...
ciao
Fly like an eagle..
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Marc Scott Emery
(superposter)
12/27/00 10:26 PM
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Re: Hot stuff
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And remember, Ms. H. Toker, I am always (ALWAYS) available for any spiritual guidance in these areas, which, as you may have gleaned, I have experience in.
Things to have on hand for a 6-12 hour threesome marathon:
2 Viagra tablets, 100 milligrams
1 bottle Astroglide
Her favorite albums playing
Chocolate Strawberries
Hagen-Daaz ice cream
A Restaurant Home Delivery Menu
Lots of pillows
Zillions of lit candles
Make frequent use of shower/bath
A big bubbly bath for her (starters with those chocolate strawberries)
Oh, and I'll add more as I recall the splendour of previous threesomes...
Marc Emery - Moderator
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horny_toker
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12/28/00 02:15 AM
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Re: Hot stuff
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Luckily for me (and any potential threesome joiners), I have a very creative imagination. Put that with double jointed hips and voilá.
How would you give that spiritual guidance, may I ask?
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panama
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12/28/00 09:11 AM
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Re: Hot stuff
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Whenever involved with a threesome I'd like my 2 women to have little hands,makes my hammer look bigger..heheheh.
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PetePeva
(newbie)
12/28/00 02:00 PM
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Re: Hot stuff
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Thats funny dude!
Small Hands = Big Stick
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ICE_COLD
(old hand)
12/28/00 02:53 PM
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Re: Hot stuff
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Treesome, memories!!!!!!!!
I did it once with two girls. I was a teen and i was at a private smoke party. I went out in the backyard to take fresh air and roll another one. Then two girls approched me and asked if i wanted to share. In my mind they were only after the splif!!! After the toke we sad down on the grass and they started kissing me all over. Then they went straight to mr freeze. After a short play with mr freeze i had to stop them, to many people around. Great memories!!!!!!!!
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Zoomer
(stranger)
12/28/00 10:41 PM
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Re: Hot stuff
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I play alot of soccer and after my first 3some i felt like i had run a marathon..My quads were soooooo sore it wasnt funny...But it was well worth it i might add...Especially since it was an unexpected occurence... 8)
And if/when you ever do post some details.....And would you rather have it 2male 1 female or 2 females 1(lucky)guy????
And if you are ever in Calgary.................hehe
Zoomer
Fly like an eagle..
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StonecoldSexy
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1/1/01 11:31 PM
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It Was A Dark And Stormy Night On The Porch
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Portrait of a Lady
By TS Elliot
Thou hast committed—
Fornication: but that was in another country,
And besides, the wench is dead.
The Jew of Malta.
AMONG the smoke and fog of a December afternoon
You have the scene arrange itself—as it will seem to do—
With "I have saved this afternoon for you";
And four wax candles in the darkened room,
Four rings of light upon the ceiling overhead,
An atmosphere of Juliet's tomb
Prepared for all the things to be said, or left unsaid.
We have been, let us say, to hear the latest Pole
Transmit the Preludes, through his hair and fingertips.
"So intimate, this Chopin, that I think his soul
Should be resurrected only among friends
Some two or three, who will not touch the bloom
That is rubbed and questioned in the concert room."
And so the conversation slips
Among velleities and carefully caught regrets
Through attenuated tones of violins
Mingled with remote cornets
And begins.
"You do not know how much they mean to me, my friends,
And how, how rare and strange it is, to find
In a life composed so much, so much of odds and ends,
[For indeed I do not love it ... you knew? you are not blind!
How keen you are!]
To find a friend who has these qualities,
Who has, and gives
Those qualities upon which friendship lives.
How much it means that I say this to you—
Without these friendships—life, what cauchemar!"
Among the windings of the violins
And the ariettes
Of cracked cornets
Inside my brain a dull tom-tom begins
Absurdly hammering a prelude of its own,
Capricious monotone
That is at least one definite "false note."
—Let us take the air, in a tobacco trance,
Admire the monuments,
Discuss the late events,
Correct our watches by the public clocks.
Then sit for half an hour and drink our bocks.
Now that lilacs are in bloom
She has a bowl of lilacs in her room
And twists one in his fingers while she talks.
"Ah, my friend, you do not know, you do not know
What life is, you who hold it in your hands";
(Slowly twisting the lilac stalks)
"You let it flow from you, you let it flow,
And youth is cruel, and has no remorse
And smiles at situations which it cannot see."
I smile, of course,
And go on drinking tea.
"Yet with these April sunsets, that somehow recall
My buried life, and Paris in the Spring,
I feel immeasurably at peace, and find the world
To be wonderful and youthful, after all."
The Voice returns like the insistent out-of-tune
Of a broken violin on an August afternoon:
"I am always sure that you understand
My feelings, always sure that you feel,
Sure that across the gulf you reach your hand.
You are invulnerable, you have no Achilles' heel.
You will go on, and when you have prevailed
You can say: at this point many a one has failed.
But what have I, but what have I, my friend,
To give you, what can you receive from me?
Only the friendship and the sympathy
Of one about to reach her journey's end.
I shall sit here, serving tea to friends...."
I take my hat: how can I make a cowardly amends
For what she has said to me?
You will see me any morning in the park
Reading the comics and the sporting page.
Particularly I remark
An English countess goes upon the stage.
A Greek was murdered at a Polish dance,
Another bank defaulter has confessed.
I keep my countenance,
I remain self-possessed
Except when a street piano, mechanical and tired
Reiterates some worn-out common song
With the smell of hyacinths across the garden
Recalling things that other people have desired.
Are these ideas right or wrong?
The October night comes down; returning as before
Except for a slight sensation of being ill at ease
I mount the stairs and turn the handle of the door
And feel as if I had mounted on my hands and knees.
"And so you are
going abroad;
and when do you
return?
But that's a useless question.
You hardly know when you are coming back,
You will find so much to learn."
My smile falls heavily among the bric-à-brac.
"Perhaps you can write to me."
My self-possession flares up for a second;
This is as I had reckoned.
"I have been wondering frequently of late
(But our beginnings never know our ends!)
Why we have developed into friends."
I feel like one who smiles, and turning shall remark
Suddenly, his expression in a glass.
My self-possession gutters; we are really in the dark.
"For everybody said so, all our friends,
They all were sure our feelings would relate
So closely! I myself can hardly understand.
We must leave it now to fate.
You will write, at any rate.
Perhaps it is not too late.
I shall sit here, serving tea to friends."
And I must borrow every changing shape
To find expression ... dance, dance
Like a dancing bear,
Cry like a parrot, chatter like an ape.
Let us take the air, in a tobacco trance—
Well! and what if she should die some afternoon,
Afternoon grey and smoky, evening yellow and rose;
Should die and leave me sitting pen in hand
With the smoke coming down above the housetops;
Doubtful, for a while
Not knowing what to feel or if I understand
Or whether wise or foolish, tardy or too soon...
Would she not have the advantage, after all?
This music is successful with a "dying fall"
Now that we talk of dying—
And should I have the right to smile?
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horny_toker
(newbie)
1/2/01 07:49 AM
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Re: Hot stuff
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On New Years Eve, the guy I live with actually agreed to have a threesome. Chances are it was just the fact he was really stoned that got him to agree. I plan on seeing if he plans on carrying out that threesome.
.....as my mind takes a dive into the gutter.
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Violetsoda
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1/3/01 10:03 PM
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Re: Hot stuff
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In reply to the post concerning preference for 2 men or 2 women, for me it depends on the people. For instance, I would go any way with three but wouldn't with a hetero married couple. It all depends... I do have several ideas though... and people in mind... but why limit it to 3?
Oh, and I've found that many promises of this nature are destined for disappointment. Good luck to you!
He shifted his weight from foot to foot, but it was equally uncomfortable on each. -Douglas Adams
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Zoomer
(stranger)
1/4/01 10:10 AM
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Re: Hot stuff
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You should make sure your plans are exactely what he had in mind...ie if the third is a man or woman...he might be assuming its with another woman..and NOT a man..haha
good luck and have fun!
Fly like an eagle..
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horny_toker
(newbie)
1/4/01 01:54 PM
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Re: Hot stuff
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When talking about having a threesome, it was made very clear that it would be 2 men and me!! If he decides to back out of it, no worries. I have started looking for another place to live. Tired of the bs.
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Zoomer
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1/4/01 03:28 PM
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Re: Hot stuff
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Horny Toker..come to Alberta..Lowest taxes in the country etc etc...Only 3 bad things i can think of off the top of my head...High price of natural gas, lack of a beach, and hard to get hash...hehe ciao bella Is this guy your significant other or just a roomie who you have fun with?
Fly like an eagle..
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jess
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1/4/01 04:46 PM
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Re: Hot stuff
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what would jesus say,hehee id say the more the meryer
peace
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Boris_the_Spider
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1/5/01 12:44 PM
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Re: Hot stuff
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Or you could always consider moving to the UK.....
/said the Spider, rubbing his many limbs together!
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indogreen
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1/5/01 11:04 PM
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Re: Hot stuff
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tha girl i rolled with my 1st time wuz supposidly bi. she never talked of sex with jus me, but mentioned atleast a few timez how fun a 3sum would b. now she a strait up dyke (i got otherz that will back me on this), but atleast her g/f's roommate (she really is bi) likez me =) i jus spent a very wonderfull, yet sexless, week with her. i left my sum of my stuff there so hopefully she'll cum c me soon ;p
OOOO i'm a kandy kid & i'm o.k. i roll all night & i trip all day ;p
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Violetsoda
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1/7/01 08:12 PM
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Re: Hot stuff
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This past week I was invited to my first 2 threesomes. One I'm still considering, and the other I really wanted to go through with. But let's just say it wasn't me who backed out... Major disappointment because I've totally adored this girl since grade nine (oh, how the years fly by... I feel old), and her boyfriend wasn't that bad either. I'm in serious need of comfort now... hahaha.
-vi
He shifted his weight from foot to foot, but it was equally uncomfortable on each. -Douglas Adams
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