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  • Greekster's blogs rare medical condition A man and a woman were sitting beside each other in the first class section of an airplane. The woman sneezed, took out a tissue, gently wiped her nose, and then visibly shuddered for ten to fifteen seconds. The man went back to his reading. A few minutes later, the woman sneezed again, took a tissue, wiped her nose, and then shuddered violently once more. Assuming that the woman might have a cold, the man was still curious about the shuddering. A few more minutes passed when the woman sneezed yet again. As before she took a tissue, wiped her nose, her body shaking even more than before. Unable to restrain his curiosity, the man turned to the woman and said, "I couldn't help but notice that you've sneezed three times, wiped your nose and then shuddered violently. Are you OK?" "I am sorry if I disturbed you, I have a very rare medical condition; whenever I sneeze I have an orgasm." The man, more than a bit embarrassed, was still curious. I have never heard of that condition before" he said. "Are you taking anything for it?" The woman nodded, "Pepper"
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Street Vibrations Reno Posted on Sep 07, 2007 at 07:04 PM
Anyone going to be in Reno for "Street Vibrations" on the 22/23 Sept ? If so where and when? Pete the Greek petethegreek dot something
Waht religion is your Bra? Posted on Jan 10, 2007 at 02:11 PM
What Religion is Your Bra? A man walked into the ladies department of a Macy's and shyly walked up to the woman behind the counter and said, "I'd like to buy a bra for my wife." "What type of bra?" asked the clerk. " Type?" inquires the man, "There's more than one type? "Look around," said the saleslady, as she showed a sea of bras in every shape, size, color and material imaginable. "Actually, even with all of this variety, there are really only four types of bras to choose from ." Relieved, the man asked about the types. The saleslady replied: There are the Catholic, the Salvation Army, the Presbyterian, and the Baptist types. Which one would you prefer? Now totally befuddled, the man asked about the differences between them. The Saleslady responded, "It is all really quite simple.. The Catholic type supports the masses. The Salvation Army type lifts the fallen, The Presbyterian type keeps them staunch and upright, and The Baptist makes mountains out of mole hills. Have you ever wondered why A, B, C, D, DD, E, F, G, and H are the letters used to define bra sizes? If you have wondered why, but couldn't figure out what the letters stood for, it is about time you became informed! (A} Almost Boobs... {B} Barely there. {C} Can't Complain! {D} Dang! {DD} Double dang! {E} Enormous! {F} Fake. {G} Get a Reduction. {H} Help me, I've fallen and I can't get up ! Send this to all that will appreciate it! They forgot the German bra. Holtzemfromfloppen
Worry ? Posted on Oct 14, 2006 at 04:52 PM
The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it. ... Author Unknown Death was walking toward a city one morning and a man asked, "What are You going to do?" "I'm going to take 100 people," Death replied. "That's horrible!" the man said. "That's the way it is." Death said. "That's what I do." The man hurried To warn everyone he could about Death's plan. As evening fell, he met Death again. "You told me you were going to take 100 people," the man Said, "why did 1,000 die?" "I kept my word," Death responded. "I only took 100 people. Worry took The others." Worry is, and always will be, a fatal disease of the Heart, for its beginning signals the end of faith. Worry intrudes on God's compassionate ability to provide. When we allow our problems to Overshadow God's promises, we unknowingly, doom ourselves to defeat That was never part of God's eternal plans. Release the regrets of yesterday, Refuse the fears of tomorrow and Receive instead, the peace of today. Remember: Worrying doesn't solve anything, Instead ... It hurts everything. Simply let go and let God be God. Live this, and be eternally blessed.
The Cross room Posted on Oct 12, 2006 at 08:42 PM
A few years back I was stressed out over 2 broken legs, out of work for a year with no income trying to learn how to walk again and was a single parent raising my daughter with no money plus my house got robbed and I read this and it reminded me, there were people in worse shape than myself and that I had to "Stop and Smell the Roses" ,"Count my Blessings" and be thankful! The Cross Room The young man was at the end of his rope. Seeing no way out, he dropped to his knees in prayer. "Lord, I can't go on," he said. "I have too heavy a cross to bear." The Lord replied, "My son, if you can't bear its weight, just place your cross inside this room. Then, open that other door, and pick out any cross you wish." The man was filled with relief. "Thank you, Lord," he sighed, and he did as he was told. Upon entering the other door, he saw many crosses, some so large the tops were not visible. Then he spotted a tiny cross leaning against a far wall. "I'd like that one, Lord," he whispered. And the Lord replied, "My son, that is the cross you just brought in."