I used to get into a lot of trouble when I was a little kid. A nice policeman once defined the term, "weenie wagger" for me. My father, fed up with my antics, drove me out into the country and displayed a very large kitchen knife. He told me that if I didn't stop that behavior he would just cut it off.

 

"Did I want that", he asked.

 "No", I lied! 

"Why do you do these things"' he asked.

  Whining voice...  "I don't know" 

 

 60/65 years later, I still don't really know.  I mean, wtf, am I a child psychologist? My Dad certainly had no clue. Regrettably, I continued to live a pretty much fucked up existence.

I remember wanting to be a neuter gender from those early days. Always in trouble with my penis, I didn't really want to be a boy.  I saw no real advantage in being a girl, either.  I was too chickenshit to find a way to end it all and would just stew at the boilng at being born in the first place.

  Jacking off was my only escape from reality. Every morning before school or leaving the house, I would masterbate  just so could help reduce the incidence of spontaneous erections. I had enough touble concentrating in school without errant  pussy phernomes attacking my psyche.  I mean, really?? 

    Parents, administrators, Society in general...  have the nerve, the stupidity to co-mingle wild rabbits and call it public education?  

    It is "pubic" education, you FuckTards!! 

 

    Eventually, I had girlfriends, had normal sex, got married...a couple of times. Meh! What I've learned, rightly or wrongly, is that it's all just masterbation.   ...but, you already know that, huh??  

 

........anyway,  hey..thanks for your time. I'm going to dive back into these other blogs and compare notes.

  Good luck to you

 

    Remember the teachings of the prophet George, Boy George, that is, as he instructed us all with his teachings, "Cum, O-Cumma, Cum and Blow"