Nashville Knucklehead

Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex

I may get corrected by some kind of behavioral anthropologist, but it seems to me that humans are the only species that has sex for recreation. Have a vasectomy? We still have sex. Hysterectomy? Doesn't stop sex. This drive can be great in the right situation, but a person's uncontrollable inability to keep his or her boxers or panties on can really be harmful. It can break up families. It can ruin lives. You have to control it.

I like sex as much as anyone. I'm not really shocked by much of anything. Anything consentual, anyway. I've known swingers. I've known film documentors. I've known couples who love porn and couples who don't. I've known the homo, the bi, the bi-curious and tri-sexuals, who'll try anything.

So, if there is something going on between two willing adults, knock yourself out. But there is a line that cannot be crossed. Ever. So to the sick fuck in Charleston, West Virginia who found this site while searching for tips on "forcing my neice" to do something I'm not going to mention here, do us all a favor and get the shotgun out of the closet and blow your fucking brains out. Right now.

You use verizon.net. I've got your IP Address. Asshole.

posted by Nashville Knucklehead @ 9:55 AM