Uh, yeah. I had an opportunity to work as an electrician on an Army base for several years. One of the projects included installing fire alarm systems in existing barracks. One morning I was up in the ceiling running conduit and a bunch of female GI's came in and started rating various guys at the base. They were EXTREMELY graphic in their details and what exactly they liked in the sack (including some really bizarre stuff, well at least at the time I thought it was bizarre ). It didn't seem to bother them one bit when I came crawling down out of the access to chase some materials as they continued on as though I wasn't even there.30 ish year ago.
I was a Designated driver for a group of Females and yes they talk about the same thing guys do and then some
Thanks, I hate itHough: do not ask an ER doctor how fat people have sex.
That being said, I have two stories. One lady had a horizontal bruise across her lower abdomen. When I asked about this she laughed and said don't worry about it, I use a broom handle to hold my fat out of the way when she makes love.
The other one is more difficult to visualize. It involved opening up a kitchen table so that there is a gap where the next leaf would go. And then standing in that Gap to hold things out of the way. I'm not sure how the second person comes into play.
Also heard of a neighbor that would come over and hold things back to allow it to work.
When we posed the questions...we really didn't want the answers.Hough: do not ask an ER doctor how fat people have sex.
That being said, I have two stories. One lady had a horizontal bruise across her lower abdomen. When I asked about this she laughed and said don't worry about it, I use a broom handle to hold my fat out of the way when she makes love.
The other one is more difficult to visualize. It involved opening up a kitchen table so that there is a gap where the next leaf would go. And then standing in that Gap to hold things out of the way. I'm not sure how the second person comes into play.
Also heard of a neighbor that would come over and hold things back to allow it to work.
Imagine the embarrassment of the young lad. My Dad took me to the ER because I have a tiny tool. Oh the fond memories of his childhood...Shrinkage!
Hold on I'm trying to look up some pics for you, just have to figure out this Incognito Mode thing.When we posed the questions...we really didn't want the answers
This is how school shooters are made. LOLImagine the embarrassment of the young lad. My Dad took me to the ER because I have a tiny tool. Oh the fond memories of his childhood...
When we posed the questions...we really didn't want the answers.
$20 says she has a plate of food on the table while doing this.The other one is more difficult to visualize. It involved opening up a kitchen table so that there is a gap where the next leaf would go. And then standing in that Gap to hold things out of the way. I'm not sure how the second person comes into play.
Uh, yeah. I had an opportunity to work as an electrician on an Army base for several years. One of the projects included installing fire alarm systems in existing barracks. One morning I was up in the ceiling running conduit and a bunch of female GI's came in and started rating various guys at the base. They were EXTREMELY graphic in their details and what exactly they liked in the sack (including some really bizarre stuff, well at least at the time I thought it was bizarre ). It didn't seem to bother them one bit when I came crawling down out of the access to chase some materials as they continued on as though I wasn't even there.
its two things:Which is why I was so surprised when everyone freaked out over Trump's "grab em" post.
I've heard much worse, by men AND women.
And not just a few times. A LOT of times.
Bingo. HVAC tech here. Office buildings and complexes were my world for several years.Network installation work is constantly in large office buildings. I wired lots of cubical jungles. These were almost all rooms full of women. I over heard a lot of conversations. You would be surprised at the conversations that happen when they do not realize a man is on the other side of the partition.
Seldom had any work related friendships. Never panned out. I have 1 person that I consider a friend that I met at work. We are still friends but even that relationship got stressed at times due to work.I've learned my lessons the hard way. Don't talk to people outside of work about where you work, don't talk to people at work about your life outside of work.
Honestly like 9/10 times, "don't talk to people" is the correct answer.