only another butch would understand

[Kim]

Originally Posted by Mister Bent

And you claim not to be trouble.

Yes, I do claim that

Sooooo...Let's hear your butch perspective - eye contact, or no?

[Mister Bent]

Originally Posted by Kim

Yes, I do claim that

Sooooo...Let's hear your butch perspective - eye contact, or no?

Only at the urinal.

[betenoire]

Originally Posted by Mister Bent

Only at the urinal.

*snort*

I'm only asking this question here because here is where I am and I am too lazy to find the appropriate venue to ask said question:

WHY can I not post a youtube video on Bob's usernotes thing?

[Bob]

Originally Posted by betenoire

WHY can I not post a youtube video on Bob's usernotes thing?

Because I've blocked you. You will torment me with sweater vest videos no more!

[betenoire]

Originally Posted by Bob

Because I've blocked you. You will torment me with sweater vest videos no more!

*gasp*

OH NO YOU DI-INT!

[Queerasfck]

Originally Posted by Kim

Yes, I do claim that

Sooooo...Let's hear your butch perspective - eye contact, or no?

It's all about survival of the species.

[betenoire]

Originally Posted by EzeeTiger

It's all about survival of the species.

What happens if you do make eye-contact? You develop a bit of a swish, pass out, and wake up in a strange store buying strawberry lip balm?

[Queerasfck]

Originally Posted by betenoire

What happens if you do make eye-contact? You develop a bit of a swish, pass out, and wake up in a strange store buying strawberry lip balm?

No, cage match. Duh.

[Mister Bent]

Originally Posted by betenoire

What happens if you do make eye-contact? You develop a bit of a swish, pass out, and wake up in a strange store buying strawberry lip balm?

Cripes, no, it's worse.

After eye contact, it's the head nod, which can soon be followed by the knuckle bump. All down hill from there.

Next thing you know, you're (unironically) calling each other "bro".

Gross.

[Hack]

Originally Posted by Mister Bent

Cripes, no, it's worse.

After eye contact, it's the head nod, which can soon be followed by the knuckle bump. All down hill from there.

Next thing you know, you're (unironically) calling each other "bro".

Gross.

Knuckle bump? WTF?

When we meet, it will be the leaping chest bump.

It's like butch ballet, man.

[Mister Bent]

Originally Posted by betenoire

So, at what point during this cage match do you decide which one of you gets to pitch and who gets to catch? Cuz you and I both know that eye contact followed by wrasslin' is all about sexual tension.


Where -is- Bob, anyway? I tried to call Bob the other day but didn't get an answer because Bob was cooking and apparently elbow-deep in breadcrumbs. Whatever the hell -that- is a euphemism for.

Gross

Apparently Bob won the cage match, but needs to be advised that breadcrumbs make terrible lube.

Originally Posted by Hack

Knuckle bump? WTF?

When we meet, it will be the leaping chest bump.

It's like butch ballet, man.

Yeah. That's going to be a real graceful moment for two guys over 40.

Let's make sure no video cameras are present.

[Hack]

Originally Posted by Mister Bent

Yeah. That's going to be a real graceful moment for two guys over 40.

Let's make sure no video cameras are present.

Well, we can't do the leaping hip bump because my luck, my hip will break.

Forearm bump, maybe?





I mean, look...all the 'roid boys do it. Or used to, anyway. It has that old skool cachet.

[apretty]

Originally Posted by betenoire

What happens if you do make eye-contact? You develop a bit of a swish, pass out, and wake up in a strange store buying strawberry lip balm?

no no no

it's BUBBLE GUM kissing potion.

[betenoire]

Originally Posted by EzeeTiger

No, cage match. Duh.

So, at what point during this cage match do you decide which one of you gets to pitch and who gets to catch? Cuz you and I both know that eye contact followed by wrasslin' is all about sexual tension.

Originally Posted by Mister Bent

Cripes, no, it's worse.

After eye contact, it's the head nod, which can soon be followed by the knuckle bump. All down hill from there.

Next thing you know, you're (unironically) calling each other "bro".

Where -is- Bob, anyway? I tried to call Bob the other day but didn't get an answer because Bob was cooking and apparently elbow-deep in breadcrumbs. Whatever the hell -that- is a euphemism for.

Gross

Originally Posted by apretty

no no no

it's BUBBLE GUM kissing potion.

NO NO NO! Lip Venom!