From: orc@vpnet.chi.il.us (david parsons)
Subject: Re: A hug request and a general growl at the world
Summary: Any advertising is good advertising, I hope!
Organization: Department of Atomic Text Units
Date: Fri, 8 Jan 1993 17:27:10 GMT

(Posted for a friend who doesn't have net access right now, but who
got a copy of my original post, then commented on it.  The post has
been somewhat severely edited, to protect our, umm, whatever is
left of our collective virtue... [editorial comments and snide
remarks will be incased in [[...]])

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david parsons writes:
 > In article <C0F82s.MnG@news.udel.edu> seamus@ravel.udel.edu (James
 > G Dilmore) writes: 
 > |[doesn't like labels]
 [Labels for an Orc]
 >   [Labels]  Orc: a promiscuous bisexual bottom
 >   [Without] Orc: I sleep around, a lot, almost exclusively with
 >             friends <pickups and casual flings are okay, but
 > 	    dangerous emotionally, and I don't do them if my brain
 > 	    is working>,

Several comments about the number and connectivity of your neurons
might occur to the vicious-minded at this point ;-)

 >	    and most of them at long distances from where I live.

Decent enough description of Chicago - ncl

[[ed: snip snip snip]]

 >          I'm into pain, but only when it's
 > 	    inflicted in a sexual situation, and only when it's
 > 	    inflicted by the person topping me <this means no
 > 	    whips, clamps, and all those other fun things that seem
 > 	    to be part and parcel of Classic S&M (tm)> 

How does one equate Birmingham New St and a sexual situation? The 
juxtaposition is just too surreal for words ;-)

[[ed: Birmingham New St. station is one of the true gems of the
      railway world.  It is most likely the worst railway station
      I've ever been in.  I was saying goodbye to this friend while
      in this station, and in the usual sedate(*) fashion of our
      saying goodbye, she started trying to rip my nipples off and I
      reacted in the sort of fashion one would expect from a bottom.
      Yes, in public, in the UK where *that* *sort* *of* *thing* is
      not allowed.  I'm sure that it livened up the days of
      hundreds of exhausted commuters.  It certainly livened my
      day, even though the erection didn't go away until I was
      almost to Oxford.

  (* sedate, by orcish definition, means not having sex.)
]]

 >          and I don't do submission, and fight like mad when I'm
 > 	    tied down. 

Wouldn't go as far as that on the last statement. If you *really*
fought when tied down, I would no longer be alive.

[[ed: as it was, she ended up being bucked across the room...]]

 >     (Of course, my preferred labels for myself these days: 'e-slut'
 > and/or 'database whore', are even shorter, but I've found that
 > aside from being good advertising, they aren't really descriptive,
 > because almost everyone asks me what they mean (mainly 'database
 > whore', but a surprising number of people ask me about the meaning
 > of 'e-slut')

Well, if they need to ask, it's a good way of winnowing them out ;-)

 >     And, for that matter, any of my labels for myself might be a
 > little off, because people may have already noticed that my
 > definitions of many things are just a little bit, ah, different
 > than what everyone else's definitions are!

<snicker>

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