I wrote an article a while back called Give Me Some Sapiosexuality! Which is a made up word for a person with a sexual fetish for very intelligent people.

I certainly suffer, if you want to call it that, from a mad desire for the highly intelligent and since it is my Freaky Fetish Friday article, I thought I would give you tribute to the fetish of the week!

Enjoy!

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A woman was helping her husband set up his computer, and at the appropriate point in the process, the computer advised him that he would now need to enter a password.

Something he will use to log on.

The husband was in a rather amorous mood and figured he would try for the shock effect to bring this to his wife’s attention.

So, when the computer asked him to enter his password, he made it plainly obvious to his wife what he was entering by stating each letter out loud as he typed:

P…E…N…I…S

His wife fell off her chair laughing when the computer replied:

**** PASSWORD REJECTED. NOT LONG ENOUGH***

I read this joke on blogster.com on  Joerff’s blog and could not help but to re-post it here!  It so reminded me of you guys who were a few inches short of having a real cock!  I could so see this happening to any of you!

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Two hillbillies walk into a restaurant. While having a bite to
eat, they talk about their moonshine operation.

Suddenly, a woman at a nearby table, who is eating a sandwich,
begins to cough. After a minute or so, it becomes apparent that she is
in real distress. One of the hillbillies looks at her and says,
‘Kin ya swallar?’

The woman shakes her head no.

Then he asks, ‘Kin ya breathe?’

The woman begins to turn blue and shakes her head no.

The hillbilly walks over to the woman, lifts up her dress, yanks
down her drawers and quickly gives her right butt cheek a lick with his
tongue.
The woman is so shocked that she has a violent spasm and the
obstruction flies out of her mouth.
As she begins to breathe again, the Hillbilly walks slowly back
to his table.

His partner says, ‘Ya know, I’d heerd of that there ‘Hind
Lick Maneuver’ but I ain’t never seed nobody do it

CharlieAdams Blogster.com

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Whats up with these damn pillows stealing our fricken men?  I mean look at her all fluffy and innocent in her white dress.  I seriously have to wonder what kind of tricks she does for him in bed and doesn’t it get crusty in there?  What happens when it is nothing but crust?  Divorce?  Trade up for a new model?

Here is some food for thought, especially for republicans.  I know you all bitch and rant about who marries who as if it is your business what two adults do in their private lives and then you go on to ask what is next if fags get to marry? Have more than one spouse? Will people be marrying animals?  Inanimate objects? Yet you say this is a bad thing?

Now I want you to think about this for a minute.  This cushiony young lady will drastically reduced his medical costs.  He will not need maternatly leave because he can bring the throw pillows along with him, your taxes will not have to pay for the mandatory two days in the hospital for giving birth, no day care expenses, no food stamps, no domestic violence calls, Hell, no breeding.  I mean worst case scenario the other guy in the article who married his virtual girl, you might have to pay for a couple a virus scans.  What more could you ask for and a special bonus neither will ever commit a crime! Well I guess pillow man could use her to suffocate those who disparge his choice of mates but then would she really be guilty? That would be like me throwing Rut on top of Joez and killing him, would rut be guilty if I used him for a shot put?

I just don’t think you guys have really thought this through.

You know if you want to call me for some world class phone sex while you fuck your pillow, I am game!

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The Movie Zone at AOL News just released this “Who’s Nailin’ Paylin?”

 on the front page and I literally snorted soda onto my computer screen. 

“Fuck Yeah!” is all I can say.  

I thought I would point out I already really dislike  this pseudo intellectual waste of a women, and figure she can deal with her premier in porn like the men and women in politics before her! 

You know she will cry though and try to get laws made because she is somehow better than the rest.  She is everything women have become that I despise. 

It is about time someone did this but you know everyone is gonna cry “sexist” because it is Sarah Palin but you know those same people did not do it when it was Hillary Clinton getting the porn parody or her husband and his blow job babe, Monica. Not to mention the porn parody folks certainly did not pass up the opportunity to hit Dick & Bush, now did they? 

Everyone, who is into that kinda girl, is already jerking off to Palin and I imagine they have been since she was a beauty pageant contestant so I figure even more than the rest, With the exception of Monica and Bill she got what she asked for , no? 

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 I recently had to fight the battle of the butt the on niteflirt and I lost this round because apparently these folks cannot see! Nite flirt expressly banns all nude images on listings.  They do this because it is the only way, being a phone sex site, they can keep women from posting more than actual nudity, nudity in it’s self, topless & bottomless is not regulated in the biz but if it can be deemed lewd and lascivious or sexual behavior such as insertions, it is. So I have this picture that is perfectly legit when it is in color but when I submit it in black and white I get flagged for it because they assume my thong bikini bottoms are a three inch ass crack!  You gotta see this!

They totally think the black and white one is bare!

Good Lord!

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So I have to continue on the blowjob thread I started on my greasy blog, http://greasy.com/mmmhollywould/call_blow_job.html , I started to comment on a friend but then realized it should be a blog in it’s self but I do not know if greasy is ready for this story!  So here goes!  The comment begins below:

I admit it I did it twice once to see what would happen and all that hopping around holding his pee-pee standing in front of the toilet complaining, “I am pissing air” should a told me not to do it again but I did and this time it was too an asshole who bugged me all the time when I worked the strip in North Chicago, no not as a hooker but I worked the Navy clip joints—-

Now the above is not to say that I did not put my money maker to work only that I did not do it on the Strip out side great lakes navy base. I one of the older gentleman of the paying my moneymaker sort always nagged me to sell it on the strip because it was a Navel Training base and those guys who just got out of boot camp and had money to burn and hard cocks but you see here is where my problem began. 

Everything he said was absolutely true but if I wanted to date anyone It had to be the sailors.  If you know anything about military life you know that the areas outside a base usually are not the most savory and since my parents had chose to move off base and buy a house, while it was a wonderful house, I really had no one in the area to date and because the area was so blighted they sent me to private school which was a very long drive. 

So this left me with creepy guys in my area, guys too far away to matter or the training base.  Not so hard to figure out which I picked so my retired navy captain would just have to keep on paying while the e1’s got it for free.

So back to the blow job, I worked on the strip at a bar on the weekend evenings and a jewelry store on the weekdays.  My job at the jewelry store was to serve hot dogs or other cheap fare and play pool.

“Serve hot dogs and play pool?” um, yes.  You see the Jewelry store was on the strip right outside the base nestled in with bars, other jewelry stores, liquor stores and fast food places. My job was to entertain the underage sailors in hopes they would buy something nice for their wife, mother or girl friend and a terribly inflated price, most of the time it worked.

Keep in mind I really had no idea the disservice these folks were doing for our newly recruited because my mind was on my hormones, like theirs but not everyone was as naive as me. 

You see there was this other guy around 18 who was a hustler and I think he and his friend also jumped and rolled sailors and I disliked him intensely because he was always trying to get in my pants and was really gross about it.  I admit though what he and his friend did to those boys was worse cause they would take them out get drunk with them and take their money either by force or by waiting until they passed out.

So I was talking a few of my guys of the moment because you never have one for very long because they are either getting shipped to another base for school or will beat that base a max of twelve weeks for school.

We were talking about blow jobs and I was about ready to take on in the back and give him head just to prove “yes. I in fact can get a man off with my mouth in less than five minutes” you see the quickest way into my mouth is my ego.

What I lacked in skill then I seriously make up for in enthusiasm mind I lack nothing in skill now!  So butt face comes in the little lounge area of the jewelry store right about that time.  He was not allowed to come in but they had left the back door open for reasons unknown to me and apparently he saw me and just had to come in. 

It must have been some kind of man thing with him because it irked him to his depths that I would fuck everyone else but not him or his g-thug friend.

He apparently had heard much of the conversation because he had to say “No, woman can get me off that way especially not a whore like you.”

So I looked at him and was seething more at him listening than anything and while their was an insult poised on my lips I though back to Chris and our experience and I told him, “lets test that theory of yours.”

Of course that got a whoa and cat calls from some of the sailors but a few who knew my history with this little blond wanna be were glaring to which I just said I got it and instead of taking him to the little restroom I took him back to the alley and beckoned his friend to come along.  I did not completely enter the alley instead I had him stand in it and I knelt with my knees in the alley and my ankles in the store but he was shielded by the wall so the guys inside could not see what was going on.

Freak boy whipped his dick in my face like it was his first time and I stroked it gently with my finger tips playing with the hole, gently parting it then inhaled deeply which I am sure he misinterpreted as a “finally giving in” sigh.

I blew with all my might until he pulled away screaming like a bitch and hopping around in the alley. I immediately backed into the jewelry store with my “groupies”   while he screamed how he was going to get me. Hah. 

Still I am not sure who was more horrified him or the guys who were inside wondering what the fuck had happened.  Needless to say I did nto get to give many more blows until all of those sailors had graduated.  I will say that in the area it became a true urban legend.

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