Sex & Shenanigans

Because I’ve been reading absolutely fucked up horror lately …. what is the worst way you could think of to die?

Specific to you … is there something that maybe you are particularly afraid of that would make it worse to die that way…
(Example is someone afraid of heights dying by airplane crash)
(Another example is someone afraid of ants falling in a hole in a ground filled with army ants(
Took a vulcanology class. Learned about the eruption of Nevado del Ruiz in Columbia that had several massive lahars, a slurry of melted glaciers, ash, stone, and other horrid things flowing like a river at 50 kph. Overran a village of 29,000 people, killing 20,000 of them. The worst was a girl who was trapped in the sludge after it stopped and formed concrete from Hell. She was unable to move, stuck fast from the shoulders down. They tried to free her for 60 hours before she died.

That story still shows up in my nightmares, 30 years later.
 
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Took a vulcanology class. Learned about the eruption of Nevado del Ruiz in Columbia that had several massive lahars, a slurry of melted glaciers, ash, stone, and other horrid things flowing like a river at 50 kph. Overran a village of 29,000 people, killing 20,000 of them. The worst was a girl who was trapped in the sludge after it stopped and formed concrete from Hell. She was unable to move, stuck fast from the shoulders down. The tried to free her for 60 hours before she died.

That story still shows up in my nightmares, 30 years later.
And you were kind enough to share!

Fuck me running! All this time I thought you were such a nice guy! God, you had me fooled! May you have “we built this city on rock and roll” stuck in your head for the rest of the night for passing that on! Do you have any idea how much alcohol I will need to consume to burn that sad image out of my head??

Sheesh.
 
And you were kind enough to share!

Fuck me running! All this time I thought you were such a nice guy! God, you had me fooled! May you have “we built this city on rock and roll” stuck in your head for the rest of the night for passing that on! Do you have any idea how much alcohol I will need to consume to burn that sad image out of my head??

Sheesh.
I was asked to share. Blame @crazychemgirl.

The rule of life is: Mother nature will fuck you up.
 
I was asked to share. Blame @crazychemgirl.

The rule of life is: Mother nature will fuck you up.
Well… sure you were asked… but you didn’t need to answer, did you?

Okay… joking aside, I understand why you shared, and absolutely why it has haunted you for all these years. I withdraw my curse of having that song through your head all night. 🥰🥰
 
I find reality more frightening fiction. In fictional lore and even in other people's accounts of death experiences, I've seen and read so many fascinating stories. My reality however has been much different.

In a nutshell, during a routine diagnostic test, my heart stopped just over 3 minutes; 0 heart rate, 0/0 blood pressure. The thing is, my last thought was, "well this test is a waste of time." I revived with CPR and awoke just as a nurse was bringing over a crash cart. I actually argued with the nurse that anything serious has happened even as they showed me the EKG and blood pressure readings.

Here is why I find this frightening: there was no warning, no time to say good bye,no light at the end of a tunnel, no grandma or angels. Literally I was here. Then I "blinked" time passed, then I was conscious.
 
Ok … if you won’t share your scary death scenes…

What about the last thing that brought you joy?
The last sexual fantasy you had?
The song you are currently obsessed with?
New fact you learned recently?
I had a great conversation with my daughter on Discord that brought me joy. She's a freshman in college now, and had been having a tough time. When she said, "Thanks, Papa, that really made me laugh. It was just what I needed today," I felt like a worthwhile human being.

My last sexual fantasy revolved around helping a woman who was having a panic attack. She was in traffic, near the school, and suffered a complete breakdown. I calmed everybody down, drove her kids to school and talked to them about being nicer to their mom, then drove her back to her house and held her until she calmed down. Then she revealed that she was a nymphomaniac, and that she really needed me to help her with that condition so she could function properly...

The song I've had stuck in my head the past few days:

I've learned recently that there is an acute shortage of good, long hugs in the world. It seems everybody could use one, even if they don't know that's what they need. 🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂
 
Ok … if you won’t share your scary death scenes…

What about the last thing that brought you joy?
My dog just wanted me to hold him. He’s a sweet little nugget.
The last sexual fantasy you had?
Accidentally fisting @crazychemgirl
The song you are currently obsessed with?
Hozier Too Sweet got quite a bit of play lately.
New fact you learned recently?
If a doc calls in a script to be filled in a couple days, you (the patient) has to call the pharmacy to tell them that yes, you really do want it filled. Fuck wits.
 
Thank god cuz I really don’t want an inbox of dick.

Ever.

I will delete my account and never come back.

Yeah... that would likely be my reaction as well. 🥰🥰🥰🥰
My first thought was, "Challenge accepted!" (Thanks for that, Barney Stimpson)
But then I thought, "What we need is a genuinely useful AI program that will recognize those unwanted dicks in your inbox and automatically redirect them to someone who would actually like an inbox full of dicks."
 
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My first thought was, "Challenge accepted!" (Thanks for that, Barney Stimpson)
But then I thought, "What we need is a genuinely useful AI program that will recognize those unwanted dicks in your inbox and automatically redirect them to someone who would actually like an inbox full of dicks.
So… you are thinking an intelligent dick distribution system. Got it! 👍👍
 
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