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#251
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Mine was about the BDSM-therapy comparison that sorta kinda came up yesterday in T. I've spent a good part of the last two days wondering why we ended up there. Then it clicked. And I've been giggling like a 12 year old girl at a sleepover ever since... Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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#252
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**Hands out Pirate Hats to all***
**SD Says get the F away from me with that thing*** ![]() ![]() |
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#253
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Yeah, inquiring minds and all that... ![]() Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
#254
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But he mentioned him being dressed up like a Gasparilla pirate.. which I think has something to do with a pirate festival in a state in the US. My T is great!
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"You decide every moment of every day who you are and what you believe in. You get a second chance, every second." "You fail to recognize that it matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be!" - J.K. Rowling. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. |
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"You decide every moment of every day who you are and what you believe in. You get a second chance, every second." "You fail to recognize that it matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be!" - J.K. Rowling. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. |
#256
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bdsm, Cat chapeau abuse, and threats of assaulting me. Clearly the couch is on a slippery slope towards the jello slip n slides.
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Please NO @ Selfishness is not living as one wishes to live, it is asking others to live as one wishes to live. Oscar Wilde Well Behaved Women Seldom Make History - Laurel Thatcher Ulrich Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional. |
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#257
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FAAARRRKKK!!!! That i s all i have say about today
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#258
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Stopdog, you have the *best* ideas! Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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#259
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The closest I'll ever be to fine dining is #TopChef.
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#261
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Hey, that's my thousandth post! What prize do I get?
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#262
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It's a lot tamer than it sounds - both therapy and BDSM require a lot of trust (on the client's side) and self-control (on the therapist's side). But it's still a hilarious analogy. My T would look right silly in leather. I'd pretty much rock it tho. ![]() Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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#263
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Ok, D and I are going back to school tomorrow and my alarm goes off at 4:45am... Good night, couch friends. Don't do any jello slip n slides without me!!
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"You decide every moment of every day who you are and what you believe in. You get a second chance, every second." "You fail to recognize that it matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be!" - J.K. Rowling. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. |
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#264
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Goodnight.
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Another run on the jello slip n slide! Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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#266
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Night, healed!
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#267
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We'll take pics! Sleep tight! Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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*looks around*
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*still giggling like a maniac*
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One of the advocates is reading my Zombie Apolcalypse Survival Plan...
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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That's cool. Sounds interesting.
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I hope the zombies don't take over before you get feedback on your plan.
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#273
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It's very PG. It basically just replaces 'abuser' with 'zombie'.
It starts with 'do not open the door for a zombie' Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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Does it involve incapacitating one by piercing it's brain? Or would that not be socially acceptable?
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#275
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No. It's honestly just a glorified boring standard safety plan.
#2 is 'call 911'. Can't be traumatizing the kiddos in group ![]() Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
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'... At poor peace I sing To you strangers (though song Is a burning and crested act, The fire of birds in The world's turning wood, For my sawn, splay sounds,) ...' Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue |
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