Pms
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Voodoo_Chile
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Re: Pms
Yeah, I don't like that whole "I have a cramp" so i'm not going to work attitude women have. They need to pop a midol and get over it.
Re: Pms
I think guys should give girls some room when they have PMS. THink about it guys. If you loosened your oil cap on yoru car and started driving down the road with oil leaking out all over the place, how far do you think your car would go until it stopped and started bitching (sputtering and what not) Same thing with females. Every month thier bodies flush out the old egg to make room for a new one. If I had a uterus and it shedded its skin once a month id prolly be pretty pissy too.
My GF was raggin it and she was in alot of pain . This is kinda gross but it made her feel better. I ate her out while she was raggin it and she LOVED it!! If your a real man try that next time your loved one is raggin it. She liked it because it worked her muscles in that area and helped relax things.
My GF was raggin it and she was in alot of pain . This is kinda gross but it made her feel better. I ate her out while she was raggin it and she LOVED it!! If your a real man try that next time your loved one is raggin it. She liked it because it worked her muscles in that area and helped relax things.
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Ark
Re: Pms
Stephen Lynch said it best in his song 'Down to the Old Pub Instead' (I highly recommend downloading and listening to it) :)
"Lad it's your duty to find ye a lass,
With childbearing hips and a pink supple ass,
And make her your wife,
And love her with love so true...
Now some rivers run high,
And some rivers run low,
When her river runs red,
Then she's starting her flow,
And it's called menstruation,
And here's what it means to you...
You will notice her bloomers are spotty at first,
Stand back! Her ovarian dam's bout to burst!
Son don't be afraid it's a natural thing,
Just wad up some cotton and hand her a string,
And put the old linens on top of the bed,
Get out of the house,
And go down to the old pub instead...
She'll retain her water,
Her breasts will be tender,
Say something nice and you're sure to offend her,
Get out of the house,
And go down to the old pub instead...
She'll want to make love,
If you do you're a fool,
Cause you'll only end up with a bloody old tool,
Get out of the house,
And go down to the old pub instead...
She'll want you to sample the fruit of her loins,
But Son it'll taste like some old rusty coins,
So turn off the lights,
And take off your hat,
And drop to your knees,
Say a prayer to Saint Pat,
That he'll give you the strength,
To get out of the bed,
And for Ireland's sake,
Go down to the old pub instead...
Now the pub is the place where the lads are a meetin,
When the moon is full and the gals are a bleedin,
The Catholic, the Protestant, even the Pagan,
The pub is the place when your lady is raggin,
So drink up your pint boys and thank your shamrocks,
That as menfolk we don't have to bleed from our cocks,
And that we can escape from the lady in red,
And get out of the house,
And go down to the old pub instead..."
"Lad it's your duty to find ye a lass,
With childbearing hips and a pink supple ass,
And make her your wife,
And love her with love so true...
Now some rivers run high,
And some rivers run low,
When her river runs red,
Then she's starting her flow,
And it's called menstruation,
And here's what it means to you...
You will notice her bloomers are spotty at first,
Stand back! Her ovarian dam's bout to burst!
Son don't be afraid it's a natural thing,
Just wad up some cotton and hand her a string,
And put the old linens on top of the bed,
Get out of the house,
And go down to the old pub instead...
She'll retain her water,
Her breasts will be tender,
Say something nice and you're sure to offend her,
Get out of the house,
And go down to the old pub instead...
She'll want to make love,
If you do you're a fool,
Cause you'll only end up with a bloody old tool,
Get out of the house,
And go down to the old pub instead...
She'll want you to sample the fruit of her loins,
But Son it'll taste like some old rusty coins,
So turn off the lights,
And take off your hat,
And drop to your knees,
Say a prayer to Saint Pat,
That he'll give you the strength,
To get out of the bed,
And for Ireland's sake,
Go down to the old pub instead...
Now the pub is the place where the lads are a meetin,
When the moon is full and the gals are a bleedin,
The Catholic, the Protestant, even the Pagan,
The pub is the place when your lady is raggin,
So drink up your pint boys and thank your shamrocks,
That as menfolk we don't have to bleed from our cocks,
And that we can escape from the lady in red,
And get out of the house,
And go down to the old pub instead..."
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Reckless
Re: Pms
Originally posted by zan
I think guys should give girls some room when they have PMS. THink about it guys. If you loosened your oil cap on yoru car and started driving down the road with oil leaking out all over the place, how far do you think your car would go until it stopped and started bitching (sputtering and what not) Same thing with females.
So it's better to leave your oil cap OFF? Hey, when I try that and have my engine blow, I'm sending you the bill :P
I think guys should give girls some room when they have PMS. THink about it guys. If you loosened your oil cap on yoru car and started driving down the road with oil leaking out all over the place, how far do you think your car would go until it stopped and started bitching (sputtering and what not) Same thing with females.
So it's better to leave your oil cap OFF? Hey, when I try that and have my engine blow, I'm sending you the bill :P