On Friday, February 1, 2019 at 7:55:09 AM UTC-6, Colonel Edmund J. Burke wrote:   
   > On 1/27/2019 4:53 PM, barfingyak@gmail.com wrote:   
   > > On Sunday, January 27, 2019 at 11:27:19 AM UTC-6, Colonel Edmund J. Burke   
   wrote:   
   > >> On 1/26/2019 3:34 PM, barfingyak@gmail.com wrote:   
   > >>> On Saturday, January 26, 2019 at 12:11:30 PM UTC-6, Colonel Edmund J.   
   Burke wrote:   
   > >>>> On 1/25/2019 2:00 PM, barfingyak@gmail.com wrote:   
   > >>>>> On Friday, January 25, 2019 at 10:53:11 AM UTC-6, Colonel Edmund J.   
   Burke wrote:   
   > >>>>>> On 1/24/2019 11:39 AM, barfingyak@gmail.com wrote:   
   > >>>>>>> On Thursday, January 24, 2019 at 12:36:11 PM UTC-6, % wrote:   
   > >>>>>>>> On 2019-01-24 11:22 a.m., Colonel Edmund J. Burke wrote:   
   > >>>>>>>>> HOW I SPENT THE SUMMER SOLSTICE   
   > >>>>>>>>> Day two and counting down to Fall. Yesterday was the longest day   
   of the   
   > >>>>>>>>> year--if you live on or about the equator. Everywhere else it's   
   just a   
   > >>>>>>>>> long day. Speaking of long days, I had one of those yesterday. It   
   > >>>>>>>>> happened like this...... Pleasance dragged me along to JC   
   Penny......and   
   > >>>>>>>>> well......   
   > >>>>>>>>>   
   > >>>>>>>>> eventually she wandered off somewhere by her lonesome. Which left   
   me   
   > >>>>>>>>> milling around the isles for ten minutes or so--looking for her and   
   > >>>>>>>>> beginning to suspect the store dicks thought I was a likely   
   shoplifter.   
   > >>>>>>>>> Then I finally strolled across one. A freakin' chair! If you've   
   ever   
   > >>>>>>>>> been, you know there aren't more than two of 'em in any of those   
   > >>>>>>>>> freakin' Penny stores. I packed my ass into that chair without   
   delay,   
   > >>>>>>>>> settling in for what might be a long wait. It was a nice chair.   
   Metal   
   > >>>>>>>>> frame with an upholstered back and contoured seat that felt good   
   against   
   > >>>>>>>>> my cheeks. But enough of that.   
   > >>>>>>>>>   
   > >>>>>>>>> I glanced around and . . .? Wouldn't you know it, I was plopped   
   down   
   > >>>>>>>>> right in the middle of the fucking bras. Which I pretended not to   
   > >>>>>>>>> notice, lol. Fucking row after goddamn row of fucking bras! Bras   
   to hold   
   > >>>>>>>>> tits I couldn't fondle and suck in ten thousand years. Well......   
   I just   
   > >>>>>>>>> sat there twiddling my thumbs, thinking about that, passing time.   
   > >>>>>>>>>   
   > >>>>>>>>> But soon my mind began to wander, as it often does, towards other   
   > >>>>>>>>> important matters; and I found myself called to duty with the   
   sizing up   
   > >>>>>>>>> of women's asses. A good place to do just that. Women everywhere.   
   So   
   > >>>>>>>>> then . . . Has it ever crossed your mind . . . about how lots of   
   women   
   > >>>>>>>>> these days have disgusting fat, sloshy asses? Like a twin lumps of   
   > >>>>>>>>> melting Jello in a shithouse--it's "Quanto orribile!" I assaulted   
   my   
   > >>>>>>>>> sensibilities by picturing, in a military mind, what these young   
   women   
   > >>>>>>>>> with "orribile" asses might look like about a decade or so down the   
   > >>>>>>>>> road; and the mental pic reminded me of the old saying, "an ass   
   like a   
   > >>>>>>>>> forty-dollar cow." Surely such lardasses would never grace the   
   pages of   
   > >>>>>>>>> "Cosmo."   
   > >>>>>>>>> The nice firm, tight ass--the Holy Grail benchmark for most   
   men--seemed   
   > >>>>>>>>> the exclusive domain of young teen shoppers, who went about their   
   > >>>>>>>>> business in the B-cup isle. From eighteen on, girls, it's a   
   downhill   
   > >>>>>>>>> toboggan ride for you. I think you know this, too. Of course you   
   do. It   
   > >>>>>>>>> explains why you girls are in such a hurry to get a'hold of a man   
   while   
   > >>>>>>>>> you're still young--while there's still something desirable about   
   you.   
   > >>>>>>>>> Personally, I'm a leg n' ass man, so I appreciate a fine ass, and   
   I'm a   
   > >>>>>>>>> good judge of the same. But enough of that.....   
   > >>>>>>>>>   
   > >>>>>>>>> At any rate, sitting there on my own ass, it slowly dawned upon me   
   that   
   > >>>>>>>>> my presence there amid the bras was not especially unnoticed.    
   Then some   
   > >>>>>>>>> cow with an ass like a fucking rhinocerous, blockading the entire   
   isle   
   > >>>>>>>>> behind it, despised me a withering glance.  “Like I fucking   
   care, bitch.   
   > >>>>>>>>> Cunt! Nobody would fuck you," I thought. I was just about to get   
   the   
   > >>>>>>>>> hell outa there and go look for Pleasance again when who but she   
   > >>>>>>>>> appeared. When she asked me what I had been doing, I simply said   
   that I   
   > >>>>>>>>> had had enough of asses for one day.   
   > >>>>>>>>>   
   > >>>>>>>>> Colonel Edmund J. Burke   
   > >>>>>>>>> U.S. Army, ret.   
   > >>>>>>>>   
   > >>>>>>>> too bad the summe soltice hasn't happened yet   
   > >>>>>>>   
   > >>>>>>> Most tranny asses stay nice and tight. Very few sag like the melting   
   mozarella cheese-asses of the hags you saw. Some of the tight asses you lusted   
   after could have been attached to trannies shopping for bras.   
   > >>>>>>>   
   > >>>>>>   
   > >>>>>>   
   > >>>>>> You shouldn't call them trannies because that is SO RUDE!  Ladyboy is   
   the better choice.   
   > >>>>>   
   > >>>>> I prefer Girlyman. Old school.   
   > >>>>>   
   > >>>>   
   > >>>> What you prefer is still rude, sonny.   
   > >>>   
   > >>> How do you like my dingleberries? Tasty, are they not?   
   > >>>   
   > >> Dingle Berries are two words, son.   
   > >    
   > > Henceforth ye shalt be named "Teh Pervert Tranny."   
   > > He who sits in the bra section to ogle preteen asses.   
   > > He/she who likes big-titted men who hide their dicks under skirts!   
   > >    
   >    
   > I once asked this cute ladyboy in Taiwan...I said, "It must be hard getting   
   a date dressed like that."   
   >    
   > "No, not at all," she replied.  "A lot of men like a little something extra   
   under a girl's skirt."   
      
   Teh Barfing Yak says they AREN'T ladies. They are FAGGOTS who dress up like   
   girls. And FAGGOTS are MEN who are possessed by the DEAD SPIRITS of dead women   
   who were EVIL BITCHES before they croaked and who now float around in the   
   aether without a body    
   until they find a nice little FAGGOT to infest. There's nothing attractive   
   about a TRANNY unless you are a possessed FAGGOT.   
      
   Teh Barfing Yak   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
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