We all get off. We get off in different ways. Boys, Girls, Men, Women, we all do it. So why should I write about getting off ? Several people have recently asked me why I write this crappy blog ? Others have wanted to know why I waste my time doing this ? In fact, I even found one person in Southern Russia who actually liked my crappy blog. But at the end of the day, all of you reading this will get off................one way or another.
Of course with my demented mind and what is expected of me you probably assumed that I was referring to getting off sexually with or without another person . Of course you did........But alas, how do you know I was not talking about getting off a bus, or something like that ?????? OK, so the odds of that is practically zero.
The truth of the matter is that I get off writing this blog. It certainly is much cheaper than the countless hours of therapy I probably need, and this affords me to pick any subject I want and bitch til my hearts content. Those reading it certainly can pass for my therapist. ( at least that is how I view it ). It's a wonderful release for me and everyone wins. I certainly feel better knowing that I have exhausted something I was pissed at that day. It is much better than yelling out a car window or sitting in some dumb therapist office watching him or her count off the 45 minutes so they can abruptly say......" I'm sorry Larry, but we will have to stop now....I will see you next week at the same time and try to remember what we spoke about today. " Yeah Yeah Yeah.......FU Dr. Dumb Ass , as your probably were sitting in this session thinking how you are going to get off later.
But what about the reality of really getting off ? That can be so much fun when you are getting together with friends......Simply ask the question to any of them. The results will amaze you. Plus, it's so much fun to mess with other peoples heads, as well as giving or getting it.
I get off (aside from the other type of getting off) looking for someones weakness or sore spot or belief and then try to push the opposite just a little to get them hooked. Then I will push it a little more. Now if there are a few people around it will take on a whole new meaning. The other night I was out with some friends and one of them was complaining ( just a little ) about the music being too loud. I waited a few minutes and then casually said to him, " I think your right, this is a little loud ". Naturally it started to bother him a little more and one of the other guys told him to relax, that it was fine. I naturally told that person ( quietly ) that he was right.......This is like mental masturbation.... Then and only then did the next half hour conversation revolve around how loud the music was. Funny, I didn't say a word for that entire period of time, but had fun watching. What a Dick I am.
But at the end of the day, we all know one thing. Getting off Rules.....
CRaPUSA / Cynical Ridiculous and Pathetic, aka "A Bronx Boy" Why CRaPUSA ? This has been my platform for many years, writing about just fun and offbeat everything. I had a blast, until I got bored a year or so ago. Well, with the political climate, Covid, and general conditions world wide, I thought it was time to get back to my roots. I was born and raised in the Bronx, NY. Therefore, I am a Bronx Boy, which in my mind gives me the right to rant whenever I desire. So, hold on.
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