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29 Oct 2008, 07:15
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Well, he called and said that he is sick today, but luckily I have time today since it is going to be such a quiet day at the office.
So if you got anything on your mind, feel free to ask, I know all the answers and I got dr. Phil on the hotline as a backup for really hard ones. So go ahead, help us to help you, don´t be embarrased, everything is confidential.
there is only 1 profit market in ET and its not the competitive scene
btw is it true you were an electrition but didn't pass?
how can i help u?
I have recently made a mistake in my life, and I offer my story to you, that you may learn from my error. It all started, as many things do, with me having trouble shitting.
No, I was not constipated; this was not a regularity problem but a matter of technique. It seems my ass-hair had grown to such a length that tiny grogans were constantly getting tied up in the matted jungle between my asscheeks. It led to much frustration, with me KNOWING that I still had something to drop, but unable to shake the tenacious turd loose from its butthair dwelling. Eventually I would have to do two things: either reach down with some paper and try to pinch off the lingering loaf (which required careful precision to avoid smearing the creature all over my rear, especially since I had no way of seeing what I was doing) or just go for broke, start wiping, and hope that I could remove all the leftover fecal matter before the toilet paper reached its Can't-Be-Flushed threshold.
I was contemplating this problem, when I had what seemed at the time to be a bright idea. "Hey! This is my butt and my butt-hair, right? So why don't I just eliminate all the hair, and then my grogans will flow out like beer from a keg!" I said to myself. It is a statement that will go down in history with a lot of other regretted statements. "How many Indians could there be?" said by General Custer. "Looks like a good day for a drive!" by JFK. "There! America On-Line now has complete Usenet access!" by some idiot system tech. Such was my anal shaving idea.
I performed the operation that night, with a cheap disposable razor and a towel to sit on. Starting from the bottom, and shaving from the crack to the cheeks, I began the arduous process of ridding my ass of hair. Occassionally, I would have to clean the razor of accumulated hair and miscellaneous slime, which I did by wiping it on the towel. Slowly, my twin mounds and the between-ravine began to resemble the hairless cheeks of a newborn baby. Finally, I wiped the razor one last time, and surveyed my work. The towel was covered with a pile of hair. My ass was smooth as ivory. I smiled, satisfied, thinking my troubles were over.
Little did I know.
I now have a great respect for anal-hair. Like everything in this world God created, it has its mighty purpose in existence. It was only after I had removed it that I started to learn how much I had been taking it for granted. For one, it provides friction. I learned this the next day, when I walked out into the sun heading for class. After climbing two flights of stairs and starting to sweat, I started to notice something unpleasant. The sweat was accumulating in my crack, and was causing the unpleasant sensation of my two asscheeks sliding past each other with every step. I thought about going to the bathroom and wiping it off, but had to get to class. Eventually, I thought, it would dry.
Unfortunately, it did dry, but only after mingling with the microscopic shit- molecules lingering around my brown starfish. When I stood up after class, my cheeks were stuck together with a slimy sticky shit/sweat combination. As I made my way back to my dorm, it started to itch. God-DAMN, did it itch! Felt like a swarm of ants was making its way up and down my crack. Fighting to keep from jamming my hand down there and scratching away, I rushed back to the dorm.
Unfortunately again, this exertion caused me to sweat, and when I finally reached my room, my cheeks were sliding back and forth against each other like a pair of horny cane-toads. I quickly dropped my pants, and attempted to dry my ass off by sticking it in front of a fan and spreading my cheeks. As I pulled the two mounds of flesh apart, a horrible stench burst free and filled the room. Every dog within a 4 block radius started to howl. I had it worst of all, as the ripe aroma of festering shit/sweat went into the fan and blew back into my face. I fought to keep from heaving. And as I sat there, fighting vomit, my ass cheeks spread and dripping, with the concentrated aroma of my body odor mixed with the tangy smell of my own shit blowing right into my face, I had only one thought: "It will be like this until the hair grows back. Weeks."
Later on, trying to deal as best I could, wiping my ass at every opportunity, I discovered another wonderful use for ass-hair - ventilation. I attempted to launch a fart, only to have it get stuck between my asscheeks. Apparently, with no hair, the two pink twins can get vacuum sealed together, and the result was a frustrating fart that slid up and down between my cheeks like a lost gerbil.
As if that wasn't enough, I am now enduring further torture. As anyone who has ever shaved anything knows, when hair is first growing in, it comes in as stubble. Imagine your ass having the texture of a brillo pad. Well, that is what I am dealing with now. It is a hellish torture, and there are many times when I just look out the window and contemplate why I shouldn't just jump out and get it all over with in one fleshy splat, rather than endure this constant agony.
Keep on doing that!
Help me dokter Thomm.
we have class called "taulukkolaskenta" dunno english word, i have skip almost all these hours and i dont what to do???
thx dr.thomm u save my life
oh nvm
If not, you have nothing to worry, some people, me for example, have no problems with 4-6 hour sleep.
If you do, you might have to check on your living habits. Are you eating properly, drinking/smoking too much, some personal worries perhaps?
If that´s not possible, try some new ways for doing your job, change your routines, ask for different tasks, try to have sex with your workbuddie (Or atleast flirt with her/him).
Ofc you have to put some money on it too, but it is worth it!
it worked ! :D
thanks poro
what can i do to make it a fun game .. or smth like that
But there isn´t really need to make it a game, if it is something you really need to learn, it should be easy to motivate yourself.
Though keep on going with that sex-thingie, there is no harm in that.
And that's chuck as in 'throw', not as in 'Norris'
But if we want to speculate, a woodchuck would chuck as much wood as a woodchuck could chuck, if a woodchuck could chuck wood.
I'm going to see Amon Amarth on Sunday (holy day lozl) and I just found out they are opening the night and their set is only 30 minutes long. The problem is, I paid £33 for a ticket.
Should I leave after they have played, since only shit bands will be on (Mastodon, Trivium and Slayer) or should I get my monies worth, get drunk and start a fight with some little emo kid? :))))))))
Regards, Thorgils
No need to say anything about Slayer \o/. Watch the whole gig.
I have some proofs but I need to be sure, Im so confused.. Please help me
Also it seems that your proofs has been tampered, they may not be correct.
I have worked about ~45min actively today and answered to phone few times. There is nothing to do around here. Well, at least I still got payed for this.
But i really want to finish this as quick as possible. Do you have any tips.
Pleas help me dr. Phil
English, German, French, Economics?
PS. I don't know what to eat for breakfast!
Help me, dr. Phil!
Start studying from the hardest subject, on that way changing the subject doesn´t feel so bad and irritating since it gets easier all the time.
Lets try you out now.
How much protein I have to eat if I want to grow ? If my weight is X. Thank you!