Needfulls Rejects

I got up and ate leftover chinese food. Then I got in the car and drove an hour and a half to my brothers place for my nephews 5th birthday. He ran in screaming

"Uncle (insert name) Uncle (insert name)! Where are my toys!!!!"

So then I stayed for a while, played X-Box and D&D with my nephews and brother and then I drove an hour and a half back. I am hungry, thirsty and tired.

How was everybody else's weekend?
 
Honestly, to me, that sounds like a perfect day with the family :D

My day was exhausting clean up in the backyard... too much debris out there
 
Just stopping by to jump in where I know no one, have not been introduced, and seem to be invisible to most posters..

Your original post fits me almost to a "T".

I am that guy.. and the times when I express interest in some gal.. I get the "I think of you as a brother, so we couldn't get romantic" or I get the "It wouldn't work, you know all of my past, and I couldn't get intimate with someone like that". Mostly I get the "Sorry, I am not interested in you in the same way".

Many have told you about Infranview and a few others... I unfortunatle (for most others) use Adobe Photoshop CS2. Being a photographer in real life.. I use it for editing, cropping, re-sizing, and a few other tings in my work. It isnt free and it isnt cheap. But as someone said.... they do offer FREE versions of all of their software but they all "expire" after a short period of time.

GIMP is another freebie that even a lot of professional photographers use.

anyway, Hope your weekend is going great.. have a good one.

Majic.
 
Good evening my lovely Rejects. I just wanted to stop in and talk to you for a moment. Welcome to the thread Majic.

Yanno I think our problem is that we, th invisible are not as outgoing as others. We don't talk as much, not even to each other. So maybe we should start a discussion? *grins* Sex always seems to get people motivated.

Here is a question I've never seen done. I want each of you to describe for me, your favorite sensual feeling. It can be the physical or the emotional or a combination of both. I'll start. *settles self to think*

Have you ever discovered something new and taboo? The first time you read it or see it or do it. That feeling. Your belly drops as your heart rises into your throat, making it hard to breath. It pounds and you feel chills. You tingle hotly in your chest as your nipples harden instantly. You flush and gulp for air as you start to tremble. You look around, making sure nobody else can see your secret. Its so wrong...so bad and naughty. So nasty and filthy and perverted.

But you can't stop. You wont stop. Its out of control now. You have to cum.
You know that you will always feel a little echo of that feeling every time you come across this particular kink again. It's deliciously perverted.

:D next?
 
I got up and ate leftover chinese food. Then I got in the car and drove an hour and a half to my brothers place for my nephews 5th birthday. He ran in screaming

"Uncle (insert name) Uncle (insert name)! Where are my toys!!!!"

So then I stayed for a while, played X-Box and D&D with my nephews and brother and then I drove an hour and a half back. I am hungry, thirsty and tired.

How was everybody else's weekend?

well this is how my day went today...

Me: "We're throwing this out."
Them: "No I love that."
Me: "When was the last time you used it?"
Them: "I use it all the time. Umm... two weeks ago."
Me: "There is an inch of dust on it."
Them: "I'm keeping it." taking it away from me and hiding it in their little corner eying me like a vulture protecting it's carcass.
Me: rolling my eyes and waiting till they leave the room to throw it out 'cause i know they will never notice it gone.

Yup spring cleaning every day since Saturday with a bunch of packrats. I'm glad I'm finally done with it all and now i can rest. :D
 
Good evening my lovely Rejects. I just wanted to stop in and talk to you for a moment. Welcome to the thread Majic.

Yanno I think our problem is that we, th invisible are not as outgoing as others. We don't talk as much, not even to each other. So maybe we should start a discussion? *grins* Sex always seems to get people motivated.

Here is a question I've never seen done. I want each of you to describe for me, your favorite sensual feeling. It can be the physical or the emotional or a combination of both.

:D next?

Personally I find the rush I get from driving fast. I’m not talking 80 miles an hour. I’m talking about slamming on the gas and gunning it. Feeling that revving and the jerk from switching gears, letting go slightly then ramming it down again to get the extra bit of speed, there’s nothing like it. Oh course you have to have some great music playing, Metallica, Sevendust, Mudvayne, something that makes you want to punch somebody in the face.
Now as for the finer; softer things… When I’m really into a painting, or playing piano, there is nothing you can do to pull me out of it. It’s like I’m stuck in a bubble and I can’t see anything else or hear anything else other than what I am doing. But there’s an even finer feeling than that. It’s when my muse speaks to me. Sometimes it’s so overwhelming and I create this new voice that even scares me because I have no idea where it came from. I’ve had to pull over on the side of the road on several occasions because out of nowhere this poem or story comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down before I forget it. Then while you are writing and something clicks and the words just flow out of you. It’s like someone else, the person who’s story needs to be told, just takes over your mind and makes sure their story gets told.

So who’s next?
:D
 
Good evening my lovely Rejects. I just wanted to stop in and talk to you for a moment. Welcome to the thread Majic.

Yanno I think our problem is that we, th invisible are not as outgoing as others. We don't talk as much, not even to each other. So maybe we should start a discussion? *grins* Sex always seems to get people motivated.

Here is a question I've never seen done. I want each of you to describe for me, your favorite sensual feeling. It can be the physical or the emotional or a combination of both. I'll start. *settles self to think*

Have you ever discovered something new and taboo? The first time you read it or see it or do it. That feeling. Your belly drops as your heart rises into your throat, making it hard to breath. It pounds and you feel chills. You tingle hotly in your chest as your nipples harden instantly. You flush and gulp for air as you start to tremble. You look around, making sure nobody else can see your secret. Its so wrong...so bad and naughty. So nasty and filthy and perverted.

But you can't stop. You wont stop. Its out of control now. You have to cum.
You know that you will always feel a little echo of that feeling every time you come across this particular kink again. It's deliciously perverted.

:D next?

Well, I confess, I'm outgoing and can talk to just about anyone. Can I still pop in here for support and chat and stuff? Huh? Can I? Can I? :eek:
 
So, I've been here for a number of years, sticking my nose in where it isn't wanted and every once in a while making a statement or point that bears some resemblance to an actual deep thought or passionate opinion. I've made a few friends, some of which I lost to the Eather of the internet.

But do any of you really have any idea who I am? I'm pretty sure not. I'm the guy you walk past on the street and don't really notice. The dude you bum a smoke from outside the DMV and talk about your marital troubles to, because you wont see him again. The man you find yourself liking for a little while in your local tavern, but wouldn't exchange numbers with because it just never occured to ya.

I am Mister Everyman, walking down the boulevard of broken dreams, wandering through life unnoticed in the background. I'm not great looking or horrid enough to make you pay attention. I'm not so charming as to make an impression or so geeky as to cause distress. I'm Mr. Inbetween.
There are many of us.

We're not happy or sad, we just get along in life the best we can. But a lot of us are secretly heroes, giving a word of comfort or a shoulder to cry on. We always show up to change a tire on a dark and lonely night. Someone like me probably saved your life once, somewhere far away and then did a fade.

This is our place, those of us who slip through the cracks. Here we can be ourselves and show who we really are. We can joke and laugh and flirt without fear of rejection or getting our hopes up. We can talk about anything we want.

Maybe we'll give the other, pretty people, a glimpse of us. And they might just remember what they saw. Come on in, if you dare and if any of my old friends from years past happen to see this, drop me a line. I miss you.

To start off, I want to talk about pictures. Has anybody else the trouble I have resizing the damn things?? It drives me nuts! I'm going to attempt to post a couple here, maybe somebody can help me out with some free online program or something. Who knows...

This is actually the only pic I had that fit the required file size so..

Thanks, bro. You're one of us and I'm glad you're here.
 
Forgive me for making this one long post. It might be a little garbled too, I'm down with the sickness big time. Bedridden for the entirety of yesterday.

Sweetmelissa, great descriptions. Makes me remember that I like going for a long drive with the radio up loud. Helps me deal with things. It also gives me writing ideas. Like communing with the universe. nice score.

Daizie, you are certainly welcome. You may not be a reject, but if you don't mind being eye-candy I'm sure the boys wont mind letting you into the club. Stop in any time you like, even bring friends.

Misturbond, I always try to tell the story if you know what I mean.

Welcome everybody and thanks for posting...i'm going to go back to bed now.
 
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Forgive me for making this one long post. It might be a little garbled too, I'm down with the sickness big time. Bedridden for the entirety of yesterday.

Sweetmelissa, great descriptions. Makes me remember that I like going for a long drive with the radio up loud. Helps me deal with things. It also gives me writing ideas. Like communing with the universe. nice score.

Daizie, you are certainly welcome. You may not be a reject, but if you don't mind being eye-candy I'm sure the boys wont mind letting you into the club. Stop in any time you like, even bring friends.

Misturbond, I always try to tell the story if you know what I mean.

Welcome everybody and thanks for posting...i'm going to go back to bed now.

*hug* hope you feel better. I was sick this past weekend and am just getting over it. Sleep well and rest. (is that like live well and prosper? lol)
 
Slowly but surely I am getting better. Now if I can just keep the icky from moving into my respiratory system. Hope everybody else is doing great.
 
Woke up at almost 3am. Feeling fuzzyheaded, sat down to watch some late night tv and what before my wandering eyes should appear? But Shakespear's a Midsummer Nights Dream.

I sat and watched the play of faerie and mortal lover alike, found a place amid a dream to lie awake and ponder. What wonder doth occur when brought about by pharmicological blunder. Too much of nyquil hath I consumed, the opposite effect it caused. Oh hear ye that thunder rolling in the distance, approaching storm it heralds. A tempest rises in the east, blocking out the waking sun.

And, poor watcher, take to my bed again. Having felt that blissful taste of fair dreaming splendor. Hark ye, forget not your dreaming hours. For in dreaming truth speaks to you. If only you remember...
 
Ironically, it's my turn to be sick as dog. I have nice fever going and am trying desperately to keep myself hydrated. My turn in the barrel, as they say.
 
Ironically, it's my turn to be sick as dog. I have nice fever going and am trying desperately to keep myself hydrated. My turn in the barrel, as they say.

Sorry bro, I really do understand how it feels though. I'm just now semi-lucid. Maybe Daizie will give you some of her chicken soup.
 
So a trip to the M.D. and some penicillin and I'm feeling a little better. I also had some chicken noodle soup..no kidding. :)
 
As usual we sank down to what I like to call Camp Nowhere. This is the camp where all the strange little boys and girls get sent to every summer.

*BUMP*
 
good afternoon, glad to see you two are feeling a little bit better. Today is Friday, thank god, hope your all have a good weekend, any interesting plans?
 
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