Philippe

Board games is kinda a euphemism for wood games is it not?

Cute, petite boy in boxer briefs running around school, nope nothing would get done…it would probably distract the students too.

Yes, the monkey wrench is homing in of a target, I just hope it doesn’t do too much damage. Wow, what a great kickoff, and both boys were able to get a field goal attempt; I’d give the point just for the effort, encouraging them to keep up the game. My goodness it brings back memories of those early years of exploring the new feelings and urges. I’m surprised they even landed their shots on each other’s pubes. I remember when those muscles had never been forced into a pressure release; the first volley from me laying on the bed, went over my head, cleared the headboard, and…splat, on the wall. These were light toned painted sheet rock from the early 50s…no texture and though not latex, it was a gloss paint. Yikes, once wet it stained for a while until it dried; assuming it wasn’t permanently stained. Do you know what cum does on that type paint, it stains it like the stall partition in a public restroom. OMG 😱, try this other cleaner, nope, Mr Clean didn’t help erase the stains of teen boy games. Yes mom, I know I wasn’t supposed to throw my ball in the house, but I really did try to clean the mark it made, but I think the cleaner to strong…you can see where I first sprayed it, so I wiped it as quick as I saw what happened…I’m sorry. 😣. NO, NEVER could I ask if my parents really knew what stained that wall. I do remember the howitzer had a hand over the barrel before any other text shots were fired; that or I layer with my head at the foot and just launched for the floor behind me. 😀

Says not available in the US, so perhaps a link? And a title of what music video it is? 🤷‍♂️

Amazing what you can do with just a few items from a yard sale..

Nofermentia, it’s void of yeast…and libations.

So true. She has attacked her own son, not an adult, nor even a near adult…but a first year teen that hasn’t even hit his growth spurt and puberty; shameful.

I agree with @Joseph OHara’s synopsis, but I have to add, that I was rather drawn in on the lead-in with the newly appointed Crown Prince and his ruthless King father. The transition was indeed smooth, a great hook…but, I have the lingering sense of loss for the young Crown Prince’s story, dealing with his dad, the King. Don’t get me wrong, I’m loving this story already and love forward to seeing this young love developing in a supportive way, though I’m sensing there’s some big BUTs and IFs to come; not big BUTTs but then again the Kitt prince might find one of those too.

I’m not sure that there’s anything you can tell a 13 year-old that they would believe or accept, especially you’re trying to keep it tactful. From the mind of a 13 year-old they just want to be with their friend and know firsthand what’s going on and that their friend is feeling OK.

Ahhh, conversion therapy for mom…to not hate nor try to hurt, kill, or forcibly change his nature; just as conversion therapy doesn’t make someone straight, nor rid them of homosexual attractions, it just forces guilt or peer pressure compliance to be …normal…as defined by; the organization’s bylaws? Charter? Director, what the parents pay for? Geez 🙄 yeah, that sounds more normal…NOT. Mom may learn to not force her views upon him, but I doubt she can fully accept him; which means…no hugs, no love, no cherished pics celebrating his special life milestones. Nope, it will be …that’s…nice dear, now say goodbye and run alone to bed now. WHAT! A sleep over…ABSOLUTELY NOT..you’re too old for that, your grandparents might be coming… Nope, restrained tolerance, not a loving mom. I just don’t see that ever being a normal mom/son relationship. That of course doesn’t even address the trauma she put young Charlie Brown through. I’m older now, but through-out my life, I have never fully embraced the you’re forgiven and all is like it was before; BS. You hurt me, you betrayed me, you are not as if it never happened. If I forgive you, then I’m saying we can speak without it being throw back in your face, we can greet each other with a sneer, I won’t bad talk you to your face or behind your back…BUT, you are not the friend I used to know, you will never be depended upon or entrusted with my love or my loved ones. You are forgiven, as in…we’ll let bygones be bygones, but the slate was wiped clean, as some things etch deeper than surface level and the scars will remain even if they become second nature. Nope, never, ever, will it be as if it never happened.

While much of what you say and feel has perfect meaning in today’s context, yet, even today some regions have no hope of stability without either some type of colonial type influence or the control of a dictator. The warring factions or tribes have held beliefs and still fight the same fights that have raged for millennia; conversations have never produced social harmony…or even tolerance. While colonial was a practice of wealth, trade, power, etc. it did open trade routes, and even enhanced industrial development…bringing us to the modern societies we have today. Even as much of my own heritage is bloody from colonial expansion of what became the US, and the greed of those capitalizing of the building of the nation that followed, the very survival of nations was dependent upon the resources and the power to survive; bringing us from kingdoms and dictators to more democratic republics that reflect the will of the people within. Pros and cons of historical events or practices are difficult to explain within a vacuum, as much of history is like bacteria…making one weaker only makes another stronger, it doesn’t keep the system static. Colonial expansion was often an outgrowth of political or religious oppression as well. Not one single thing caused colonialism, nor did colonialism only benefit one person, one nation, or one society. So while I respect your distaste of the colonialists past, it is a contributing part to our collective history that helped us navigate to the places we have arrived this day…to guide us to better conversations about today. Happy Easter to those celebrating the event and holiday.

Burp

Just why was Wylan selected for this visit, this “gift” of which doesn’t come with an operating manual or instructions. What is the objective sought by the mysterious visitor?

I see, said the blind…boy.

Who’s the blind kid that busted into our choir song and harmony, shouting in ways I’ve never witnessed, and that nearly ended me.

Ahhh, the magic of a day where rabbits lay eggs and those eggs are either chocolate or painted in holiday intrinsic patterns and colors. But now, as I look at the gif, is that a kitten hatching from that egg? The magic of Easter. 🐣 Happy Easter 🐇🐣🐰

I certainly hope Matt’s becomes their prep and college app staging pad; they need their time together, in a very supportive with no need to apologize living environment. This gives Kitt time to regain his Lakehurst legs, answering the questions of where and what he’s been up to. While his parents may be sorry and apologetic now, Kitt should be expected to sugar coat or hide his truth. His confidence and his future still depends on facing his past and his present. If he can’t face his neighbors and old classmates, then he’ll never face the parents on level ground. One can’t help but feel the pain, the hurt, and the humiliation of his family life; even if things return towards what should have been his old normal, it doesn’t undo the past as he was forced to live it.

Too funny, it is somewhat the same within the US, especially as southerners pace and take breaks often drawing targeted criticism of being slow and lazy…yet, we observe them racing at a dangerous pace and all too often have to be given first aide for heat stroke or other ailments previously unknown to them…it’s a stress test they never understood until too late.

Important fluid research; it leads to a better understanding of carrier and bonding lubricant development, as squeaks are a great form of feedback.

A team of young squires, what could possibly come up…oops, never-mind.

Limited supply, at least after what he uses to protect himself from Julian’s unvarnished barbs.

Lloyd hasn’t gotten there yet, but when he patents his Wrought Disquieter version 1, WD-1 is bound to be a quiet success, especially amongst the squire test group, that has witnessed alternative uses for this joyful discovery.

Maybe if lucky the ceiling will drop on the witch and condemn her own apartment. Meanwhile, I still hold hopes that Kitt, and maybe Matt too, will get an offer for housing. Full athletic scholarship is an ill defined term; it may or may not include meals and housing. Kitt’s scores remain vague but Tom comments they are excellent. Ironic that Matt and Kitt are possibly looking at coming together, and I feel Tom will remain important to them both. While poor Mateo settled for a kiss on the cheek; a respectful gentleman that helped Kitt survive but respected Kitt’s needs over his own attraction. Perhaps he will sling me a drink when he shows up in Florida.

I venture to think there are unique scholarships that just may fit Kitt. Plus, we don’t know just how swimming may figure into Kitt’s plans and opportunities now that the GED is over. What would really be so neat is if somehow Kitt could manage to get a swimming program approved for the kids to get an intro. Imagine the benefits of Kitt teaching water safety and to help them overcome childhood fears of water. It could be a huge confidence builder for the kids, and even more so for Kitt to see his own impact and value.