Poppers
I bought poppers for the first time in my life. I have used them a couple of times here and there, and they were good times, but had never actually bought my own bottle before.
For those of you who don't know, poppers are used during sex, it is a bottle of chemicals that you sniff and it messes you up for like 2 minutes, but makes you feel super duper great and sex feels awesome. And it also relaxes muscles in your body for like a bit, making it much easier to take it up the butt. On the downside, you can just tell it is killing like millions of little brain cells every time you do it. So, I just need to make sure it do it here and there and not all the time.
Grade: B
posted by Chargenda at 7:59 AM
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Hehe. Your first bottle? What kind of slut ARE you?
Love you baby! Leslie and the LY's Sunday! Yayzies!!
I never use poppers.
Poppers don't sound like they're legal.
I can't believe you blogged about poppers. Um...I kind of wish I had never been introduced to them. Since I have I will now say that I think it's sick to have to use something during sex. I mean you are like doing it and then you are like "hold on (sniff sniff) You want some?" and then with lube and stuff there is always the fear of spilling them. I've used them plenty but everytime I do I feel really dirty. I had always relied on others for supplies but I bought my first bottle in Austin Texas-took one sniff during sex and through them away the next day-and those bitches aren't cheap!
poppers are evil!!!!!! I tried them once when I was a teenager and completely oblivious to their sexual use. I felt like my head was going to explode! never again!!!!!
THE KOALA AND THE PLATYPUS
There once was a baby platypus whose head was filled with sugar cane dreams and whose heart beat like two coconuts in the gentle island winds. He was not like the other platypuses, for he loved another web-toed, flat-footed mammal named Gary. When the other platypi found about this, they all swam away from him never to be seen again. One day, the lonely platypus came across a koala sitting on a beach, nibbling on a felled eucalyptus tree. He was watching a pack of spider monkeys circling a bunch of long bananas. All of a sudden, one of the monkeys peeled a banana and shoved it up his ass.
“Muthafuck! Did you just see that?!” said the platypus.
“That’s nothing,” said the hoary-eyed koala, “Watch this…” In one swift motion, the koala scooped up a ginormous piece of driftwood and shoved it up his ass.
“Jesus H. Christ!” said the platypus. “That is ONE son of a bitch revelation.” The platypus picked up a smaller piece of driftwood and tried inserting it into his anus, but it would not go in. The platypus was very sad, as the koala scurried off in laughter. From that day on, the platypus was SUPER fucking obsessed with shoving large objects up his ass, so when he heard about a magic pomegranate with mystical properties, he set out to find it. Along the way, he ran into a cute, little colorful toucan who wanted to know where the playtpus’ journey was taking him.
“I’m looking for the magic pomegranate,” said the platypus.
“You foolish bitch!” piped the toucan. “That silly fruit may emblazon your eyes with the light of a thousand pineapple suns, but in the end it will blow you over like a goddamn typhoon.”
“Whatevs, gay bird, ” the platypus replied just as something caught his eye. Hanging from a tree from which the toucan was perched, a lovely round fruit like the platypus had never seen before offered itself in all its majestic glory. “Fuck yeah,” said the platypus, climbing the tree. He grabbed the bosomy treat with his duck bill and ate it in one single crunch. Suddenly, the whole world was different. The platypus felt like he could do anything. He quickly needed to put something up his ass, so he grabbed the toucan and shoved him in. But that was not enough. He yanked a large bamboo stalk and shoved that up his ass too. He was out of control and he fucking loved it. Now, on a dreamy blue morning when the waters are warm and the palm trees are whispering in the wind, you can always find the platypus eating pomegranates, chasing the electric eels of his dreams.
Moral of the story: Not everyone can be a power bottom like some koalas we know, so if I want to a eat pomegranate if it helps me take up 6 foot bamboo shoot up my ass, then I’m gonna. You give pomegranates a “B,” but I know a certain German with a massive 9.5” uncut sausage who would give my mad skillz an A+ after partaking in this fruity tradition. Driftwood? Are you fucking kidding me? Only sugar canes 8 inches or bigger do it for me now. Fuck, I love pomegranates. At least I don’t smoke or eat red meat.
Oh yeah, happy birthday, Toucan!!!!!!!!! Me platypus luvz toucan!!!!!! Love your blogspot!!!!!!!!
Poppers are perfectly safe. Someone here said it was 'sick' to use something during sex. Tell that to the millions of men who use Viagra®, which does about the same thing as RUSH® poppers do. Or to those who use lubes, or condoms, or vibrators, or cock rings, or pornography, or anything else that enhances sex.
People should be free to enjoy sex with a consenting partner in any manner they choose.
About poppers, there's a lot of misleading and false information on the web about them. But they've been around a very long time (about 200 years), and have a very long record of safety.
There are some excellent websites where you can get more info. Try these two to learn more about poppers like RUSH®: http://www.allaboutpoppers.com/ and http://stone2005.typepad.com/
Also, the most popular brand in the world is one called RUSH®. You can read more about it at these two sites (with links to lots more once you get there): http://www.rushliquidincense.com/index.php and http://www.pwdbrands.com/product.php
Hope this is helpful.
Popper Lover
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