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I spent a fair amount of time, even into my teens, by the ponds near our house. I got pretty good at catching frogs. They liked to sit on the grassy edge sunning themselves. I would circle the pond carefully, and as I approached, each frog would "squeak" and jump into the water. Sometimes I could get them before the jumped, but usually I caught them in the shallow, algae-thick water right by the edge.
One day I found an especially wonderful prize--a garter snake. I tried to take it home. I don't know if it was a defense mechanism or what, but the most horrid smell erupted from that thing! It has to be one of the most foul things I have ever had the misfortune of of experiencing. But if that wasn't enough, the thing then bit me. I put it down after that. Posts: 7050 | Registered: Feb 2004
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LOl, I can't count the number of garter snakes I've captured with my dad You find a two pronged stick and then pin it down just behind the head, and then pick up from the same spot. It can't bite you from there, nor can the smelly goo it releases get you either. And the smell isn't really all THAT bad. Posts: 3295 | Registered: Jun 2004
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Personally I'm happy talking about reptiles... *was an expert snake, frog, and lizard catcher back in the day... like a year ago *
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O-kayyyyy . . . not quite sure how we got from talking about bras and panties to talking about childhood romps in woods. Those are two subjects that I, for one, usually don't associate with each other. Oddly, it kind of feels like trying to steer the conversation back to bras and panties would qualify as a derailment.
So instead, I'll just say that I grew up right across the street from a woodsy, swampy sort of area. But I didn't start exploring it until I was a teenager. As a child, I mostly just stayed indoors, reading or playing video games. My reasoning was, the less time I spent outside, the lower my chances of being crawled on by some vile creature or getting hurt on some sinister natural object like a tree or a rock. I've always had a strong aversion to pain. To this day, I've never climbed a tree because of the fear that I'd fall out. So yeah, it was books and video games for me. What can I say? I'm a child of the '80s. Posts: 1814 | Registered: Jul 2004
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I hear that the size of the tank the snake should have similar dimensions to the snake itself, but that it really doesn't matter how big the snake is, in the long run.
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quote: AK, you really are the Goddess of Nature, aren't you?
What's funny is that I live smack in the middle of a large metropolitan area of about a million people. I'm in a patch of suburbia that's only about 15 minutes from town. Oddly enough, though, there is a long swath of woodlands that stretches for miles across the top of Red Mountain, of which my wooded backyard forms a part.
I just love the animals, though, so I encourage them to come around by feeding them. I would love to be like Beorn and live surrounded by the animals of various species whom I have befriended.
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T, We have a bobcat who regularly comes in through our cat window. His name is "Bob." (original, eh?)
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Yeah Dag, a mountain lion in rural NE KS nearly killed a dog that I'm friends with a few years ago, and there have been multiple sightings of mountain lions in some of the undeveloped parts of Lawrence, KS. The state continues to deny that they're there, but when you can find their tracks, their scat, see them run across the road in front of your car, and have one maul a neighborhood dog, there is no question that they're there.
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After years of not knowing what bra size to wear, I finally broke down and got sized by a lady at Dillard's. She told me I was a 36B, though I still own several 34C and 34B bras that fit me just fine. Do bra sizes vary by manufacturer, as pants and shirts often do? (If this was discussed already I must have missed it...sorry!)
Some of the discussion earlier about sexy lingerie...I can't really explain why wearing sexy underwear gives me a boost of confidence. I know no one is going to see it (for now, at least ), but I still enjoy wearing it. I'm pretty sure my mom thinks I must be having lots of sex, for all the hot undies I bring home to wash. I've tried explaining to her, but she just doesn't seem to get it...
I can relate to a lot of what has been said on here, but...I know too many people who read this forum, so I'm hesitant to post intimate details about my sex life. Thanks to all who HAVE posted, though - it shows me that I'm not alone on certain things that I've never asked anyone about before.
Oh, and I like snakes, too. I've been bitten countless times. I've been a tomboy all my life, and grew up catching snakes, lizards, tadpoles, bugs, etc. Posts: 1225 | Registered: Feb 2002
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" I've tried explaining to her, but she just doesn't seem to get it."
Well, she might get it, but be uncomfortable anyways? I don't know how reasonable or paranoid your mother is, so hard to say.
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First of all, I read the first two or three pages of this thread and then said to myself, "Hell, I'll just skip to the end and see all the recent stuff."
I wish I could have had a camera nearby to take photos of the look of such utter profound bewliderment. I haven't been so deeply confused since the time my friend try to explain the concept of cold fusion to me while we were both drunk (not that that made a difference - I still would not have understood).
There are numerous ways to measure bra sizes. For instance, one way that I find works is to have numerous women just go through a box of them trying them on while german techno music pounds through speakers the size of Buicks with lights strobing and everything while I sit in a nearby lawn chair with an airhorn close at hand and drink beer. I believe they do this at some Dillards.
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quote: I wish I could have had a camera nearby to take photos of the look of such utter profound bewliderment. I haven't been so deeply confused since the time my friend try to explain the concept of cold fusion to me while we were both drunk (not that that made a difference - I still would not have understood).
Oh don't worry. I've been following this thread for almost the entire time and that look has crossed my face several times. This has got to be the crazziest thread I've ever read on any board... and I've read some weird ones.
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Er, to go back a few pages, I wear a 36B quite comfortably. The ladies at VS tell me I measure as a 36C, but the bras that size don't fell at all like they fit. My own tape measure (the one living in my purse), following the measurement steps on the VS site, reads 38C. What the heck?!? Do I have some serious spinal curvature issue or something?
AJ, make me put on a 36C and then confirm to these people that it's just not right.
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As can burrs, sharp twigs, etc. I recommend a blanket, just for comfort's sake. Of course, the spontaneity of hot-makeout-sex in the woods is part of the appeal, so a blanket may not always be at hand when it occurs.
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I tried once, actually, back in high school. My girlfriend wouldn't go for it. She was a real spoilsport. Posts: 1814 | Registered: Jul 2004
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When I was dating my wife we hiked to the top of a waterfall in a nearby canyon and we spent hours lying in the sun with our heads hanging over the edge of a large, flat rock, watching the water. It was one of the most blissful times that we've ever spent together, but whenever I call that occasion to remembrance, my wife always mentions the indentations in that flat rock that fit her boobs perfectly.
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But there's still the problem of rocks and/or twigs where the knees/legs/elbows/arms are - depending on what position you're talking about, of course.
But alas, I'm one of those who would put a damper on this. Not in public for me. No way. Posts: 8355 | Registered: Apr 2003
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But if you pick the right stretch of woods, quidscribs, it's not really public.
Of course, if the woods are on a hill overlooking a lake, you have to keep in mind that you may be visible from the water.
...not that the guys in the boat seemed to mind the show. First time I ever had my sexual performance physically applauded, I have to say.
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