On women
THe sole benefit to the airport security imposed on us by the TSA is the fact that everyone is required to remove their coats and shoes at the security checkpoint.
Now, hell, maybe it’s just me, but a woman in her nylons, bending over to slip her shoes back on? I always make it a point to get in line behind one. Especially if she’s dressed nice. And no, I’m not talking about models, I’m talking about normal women, with hips and thighs. Yesterday, going to the Omaha airport, there was a woman in the line ahead of me in the nicest suit, a dove-gray pinstripe thing, and watching her take off her coat, take off her shoes, walk her tight fitting pants walk through the metal detector, then slip back into her shoes, then her jacket, then step on to her gate, I barely had the presence of mind to hand the TSA girl my boarding pass.
Now, this woman was, oh, maybe 160? close to 6′ tall. Knew how to dress. Had hips like a lady, not that tiny boy-ass that the anorectics have. She could, in my opinion, maybe even have used a few more pounds. It made not being home even more painful than usual, but it also made the homecomeing more, er, enjoyable. It was good to get home to the Ogwife, and it helped me remember what a damned lucky guy I am to get a woman as good looking as her to hang with me.
Not to be utterly insensitive, I heard they have the best cows in Omaha.
When I get home from a long business trip the second thing I do is put down my suit case! HAR HAR HAR!
Thank god. I thought I was going wonky, I personally don’t see a damned thing in those bony greasy skanks you see in some of the soft porn magazines. I’m sorry, but I like boobs, and bums and women that look like women. Curves, thanks, not angles. And girls? Ribs are NOT sexy.
Sigh. This is what comes from having faggots and feminists dictating the terms and conditions of sexuality to us.
Nope, Jim, a lot of us like real women. Go visit Kim Du Toit, if you don’t already, he’s a master. And he loves women nearly as much as I do.
Nothing better than a naturally beautiful woman who has some meat on her bones.
I’m with you. Nothing looks worse than some chick (?) with the body of an 11-year-old boy, & ribs like a washboard. Gimme real women. My ex was 5’3″, about 150, 38DD. I like ’em full-grown.
H3ll yes the girls have to have some meat on them! No normal person likes f#cking a chic that looks like a 2×4.