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I will definitely check it out, thank you for the source.

The one where not only does she claim incest is the last taboo online BUT OH LOOK I'M NOT THE ONLY PERSON WHO CALLED BULLSHIT AND MENTIONED BESTIALITY. Nice of you to be an asshole to me online though. Thanks. I appreciate it. That isn't hypocritical at all. I love being attacked.

Apparently you didn't read the original post or you've forgotten what it said.

I have pages and pages of sources [edit: actually, I don't. Computer crashed and did a system wipe awhile ago. Forgot.] and could go on about this forever, but like I said I DO NOT WANT TO GET INTO A DEBATE RIGHT NOW. So believe what you want, it's no skin off my back, and it is unlikely to matter in the grand scheme of things. Is that okay with everyone? I mean I guess if people really wanted to, I could drag out all my sources, say how I came to that conclusion, ect. ect. But to be honest.... bleh. That's too much work. So can we just drop it? Ppppllleeeaaase? I want to be lazy. My point was that there are other taboos out there.

Apparently you did not hear me that dolphin's have raped humans. They can do more than give consent, they can take sex without it. Unless EVERY SINGLE TIME you have sex with your partner you stop and ask "So just to be sure, this body language of a hard dick thrusting in my hand with your hand over it trying to get more frictionmeans that you want us to fuck, right? Verbalize your answer, please" and you NEVER USE body language, you really can't talk.There are few arguments that infuriate me more than the "people cannot give consent with their actions" argument. It basically claims that sign language is not a language at all. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nicaraguan_Sign_Language I really don't want to get into that debate though.

Malibu with pineapple juice. I usually just get mike's hard lemonade or vodka and OJ though. I cannot take shots anymore. The last time I tried to take a shot I threw up. Not because I was drunk, but because of the taste.

Don't expect anything good. I'm new to writing. This'll be my first story. But I've read more books than you can count! I'm sorry you had to witness that. ): Hopefully it made the little boy realize his mom was full of shit. This boy is just one of millions, though.

I didn't think of that at all, that's a great thing to bring up. Thanks. Oh I can do so much with that information. I know people like that. Or people who disguise their intolerance under the guise of caring about people. "I don't hate lesbians. I just think they are confused. They use dildo's you know. If they like women, why do they use something that looks like a dick?" "I assume it's because they like the fric-" "NOnonono. They are confused." - conversation I had once with my grandma. I let it drop. she still thinks she should be able to use the N word (not Negro. The other one) to describe black people because "when I was a kid it was perfectly fine to use that word, it was accepted." When she found out my boyfriend was black, she didn't ask what job he had, just started telling me immediately that the army offered good career opportunities. Lovely woman. And then of course there are the people who think they being accepting when they are simply creating a new stereotype. EX in college I went to an Alliance meeting in college with two other girls because... the leader of the group, a vocal girl, went on about wanting a "gay best friend." My close friend, the other girl, went along with it. (Note that this girl now claims she has a gay best friend). I didn't say anything at all, but had the thought "Yeah I'd like a stereotypical best friend too. Too bad people are human and don't follow stereotypes and have their own problems and personalities." Actually, we ended up going to an after party with a few of the people, which caused me to never go to an Alliance meeting again. One of these people was the head of the Alliance group. He didn't offer us any of the Jellow shots they were all enjoying Not a single one... The "leader" of our group took one anyways, and got glared. We played a game where we put questions on pieces of paper in a hat and passed them around. I pulled out the question "how many people have you had sex with." I thought about fucking a guy with a strap on, which would probably constitute sex, and wondered how they would react if I alluded to that. "What constitutes sex," I asked. The guy who ran the alliance put his freaking nose in the air, like some preppy cartoon character, and said in this voice that implied I was an idiot "straight people can only have sex one way." Snickers all around. High school all over again. I wanted to punch his smug little face in. Ironically, it wouldn't have mattered. The answer still would have been one. When I answered that, the man smirked even more. I don't need to say I never went to an alliance meeting with those other two girl's after that. I cannot stand judgmental people or people who try to look better themselves at the expense of others. How did I get on this story? Haha.

Certain animals, such as Dolphin's, can clearly give consent. Dolphin's also rape people. Fun fact. My point was that there are a lot of things out there that are taboo (In N. America at least), incest is not the last of them. Poly. had poly to the list. Poly is frowned upon too.

I'm sorry about that. If it's any consolation, I had a similar experience with my grandma. I had a printed out picture of a nude model to use as a reference for drawing- nothing raunchy, a simple thing from mjranum's stock. My grandma freaked out, said every picture of a naked woman was porn, and therefore I was watching porn, therefore I was a rapist like the person who raped by mom as a child, therefore I raped my mom. I'm mostly straight, and for years I've been telling my family this, but I've always had the feeling that they thought I would turn out lesbian or bisexual. Nonetheless, since I proclaim to like cock and I really do, this was beyond annoying and hurtful. I'm glad you were able to see your grandma in time. That's really your problem then. If you really think that bad writing doesn't exist then you must have incredible luck when picking out stories. Fanfiction slash has both some of the best and worst writing out there. The reason for the worst is obvious: a lot of it is written by horny 14 year olds of both sexes with no real life experience or knowledge on how to write a good book. Please don't go looking for a fight where there is none. I'm too old for those kinds of games. I don't play them. I might be able to use this. I remember a story about a man who was part of a cult/self proclaimed vigilante group. The leader told the man to go to a church in the gay part of town and use a brief case to blow people up. The man went to a church, saw people praising his god, realized they were human... and turned himself in instead. It would be a nice touch of irony if the boys go to a place specifically to be able to walk together in public holding hands... and one of them ends up hurt. Cue angst and talk about suppressing who you are by the healthy one. All of it would become real for him. He'd have realized there was homophobia before but treated it like a game. And the one that was hurt would be just standing there like "Really? Really? I just got beat up and you are having some kind of crisis? How selfish. Yes things like this exist but it only shows how imperative it is for us to live a happy normal life despite that" And of course they wouldn't be able to move on until each person is able to understand the thought process of their lover. : D I dunno, I dunno, but it's something to consider. XD You can ask me in pms, but I don't really want to derail the thread going into my own sexuality. Which is a complicated piece of work. I didn't realize people had confronted them. In fact I ignored the story because I was disgusted 1. with the waste of the deaths 2. With the thought that no one confronted them. I suppose how people around the situation react is one of those things that is also very location based. If someone tried something in Lake View or Boy's Town in Chicago then there would probably be people confronting them. If someone tried something in the southside peopple would probably be too afraid of getting hurt to stand up for someone. And if someone tried something around people who were older, the responses would probably be way different. "but who needs eyes when you're squashed up against a hot muscular man hunk?" Why does that sound so freaking cute? Here you are, scrunched up against everyone else who is miserable because they have to get to work and it's 7am and they want to be in bed... And then there's you. A 36 year old man with a small smile on his lips, glee inside him, just perving out. XD Thanks this is also helpful, especially the bit about the shocked epression. I need to get in the minds of my antagonists after all. And the shocked expression tells me that for some people homosexuality and bisexuality wasn't real for them- it was something they heard of on tv but that they were never really confronted with. It also reminds me of my first trip to a dungeon in Chicago and how I stared at everyone with fish eyes. Haha. As for the muttering... why does it bother you? I think it would amuse me. Is it because you wish they had the guts to actual but their anger into thoughts, and therefore realize their idiocy? Or am I projecting my own thoughts onto you? This is great stuff. would you say this kind of confidence comes with age, or is it more personality based? I would enjoy having one of my characters act that way. In fact a plot is starting to develop, slowly, in my mind. Sirius and Remus. Sirius is the confidant one for whom (who? Idfk) the sneers never seem to bother him, and there would probably be a scene like the one you are describing. Where someone tries to goggle at them, and Sirius makes them look like a fool and just seems entertained. Remus is more weary about doing things in public. Because of his being a werewolf he already knows just how cruel people can be, and already has the knowledge that some people would see him dead for no other reason his being who and what he is. But because he has a disease which caused him to become a murderer, morally he never felt any worry about whether or not it was right or wrong to be gay. When compared with your existence being a danger to other's around the full moon, fucking someone who has a dick in the ass doesn't seem to matter, after all. He knew that it never hurt anyone, it was just sex, so he was fine with it. Still he was weary about doing things in public because he didn't want to be hurt, and thus is drawn to how confidant Sirius is, not realizing it is in part ignorance (after all Sirius grew up a pureblood of a dark family, and therefore has never had anyone judge him for who he is, and the only thing they did judge him for- being light- had them be so obviously in the wrong that he felt justified in acting like a Bad Boy and rebelling because of it. Their bigotry over light and dark made him loose respect for them, and because light wizards were more numerous than dark, he got only positive feedback about his actions.) So Sirius takes Remus to a gay wizarding community so that they can hold hands and do what they want in public without being judged... Only some people go to the neighborhood specifically to hunt out gay people.... The people go out too late at night though and are having trouble finding people to hurt. Then they see teenage (adult?) Sirius and Remus kissing. Sirius goes inside a building to buy something. Because he is a pureblood they don't dare beat him up as even if he is estranged his family, they would retaliate his being hurt. However they know that his family disproves of him, and wouldn't retaliate if they beat up his boyfriend (assuming there is some wizarding version of E! news or gossip columns and this is common knowledge). So they all take on Remus, who tired from the full moon, doesn't put up much of a fight. Cue a scene where Remus is in the hospital and Sirius is freaking out, realizing for the first time that there are consequences for their actions and that just by being himself he is putting his own skin and Remus's skin on the line. He has tasted mortality for the first time, via his boyfriend. He freaks out. Get's scared. Says that they should break up. Remus becomes furious. This whole time he knew what the risk was to his person, and he still took it. Yet Sirius's reactions indicate he didn't know the risks, so he wasn't giving as much of himself to the relationship as Remus was. After all, as soon as he finds out about the danger he wants to chicken out. The usually timid and cautious Remus realizes he feels no shame in being gay at all, and finds this lights a fire under his ass, and makes him more determined to not give a fuck about other people, but live his life the way he wants. Thus the two lovers are at odds. And somehow the plot will need to throw things at them so that they can resolve this. I dunno I dunno.... this is all speculation and thoughts of a possible plot....

I understand that. And India is probably not as open as Chicago... but the fact remains that you are hurting people when you cheat. And you know this. It sucks but there is not going to be a miracle that somehow makes him unmarried and makes him less confused about his sexuality and makes it so that you guys will get along together great. You, everyone, deserves love. You deserve to be the focal point of someone else's universe. You will not get this with him.

I like how you are forgetting bestiality- which logically has no negatives to it that can't also be found amongst humans. and child "fake" porn like lolita and shota... and knife play.... and sadism.... foodies... people really hate foodies..... necrophelia- another thing that logically someone should have no problem with, if the person donates their body do it.... small scale cannibalism... these are all taboo fetishes.

Love is when, when you don't talk to a person for a day you find yourself missing them and wanting to text them about things. Love is very comfortable. It's almost unnoticeable. It's hard as fuck to do. The only way to make it work is by being tactful but still honest honest honest. If you know you treated your bf wrong, and you ave no excuse, admit it. "I was feeling pissy, and I knew saying this would hurt you, so I did. I'm sorry." Be honest about what embarrasses you "I got irrationally jealous of that person you commented on at deviantart. I don't make sense to myself sometimes." Love is trusting a person to love you at your grossest, "I got athletes foot and there is a blister in my ass crack from my work pants." It isn't like what the books say. and it's hard as fuck, and painful as fuck, and being in love sometimes mean you forgive things with that person that you wouldn't put up with out of anyone else. "The way I figure it, we are in love. Therefore we are allowed to be asshole idiots 1,000 times." I dunno if I'd jump in front of a bullet for the person I love. I'm pretty sure my first instinct would be to just get the fuck on teh ground away from the bullet, rather than to jump in front of the dangerous thing. Love is when you find a person you can imagine being happy growing old with. For me, it's having someone who won't mind if when I turn 40 I say I want us to start sharing to spice things up in teh bedroom. For me, love means that when I dream at night I don't want to fantasize about some generic perfect man, because I already have someone who is even better than that despite not being perfect. Love doesn't mean I don't sometimes fantasize about the dream man I had in mind when I was 14, but that I yearn less for that, because I keep finding myself happy. Love also really sucks and there is lots of tears involved and hearatache and fuckups and breakups. Love means that I can tell my boyfriend something horrible and know he will still love me. "I want to adopt rather than have a baby with you, because I am afraid any baby we have would have your black (race, not color) hair, and I don't want to deal with black girl hair. Also, I think pale skin is really cute." Love means coming to terms with the fact that I can't be as vain as I want to be, because I know that I could be 1,000lbs and he'd still find me as sexy as he does today. Love means coming to grudging terms with the fact that he sees me as my personality, and thus I can get him hard from just a hug, and he thinks I look sexy, and he'll always think I look sexy. THIS SUCKS IN A WAY. Sorry for any mistakes it's 6am and I haven't had any sleep. Um love is being able to admit that sometimes you want time apart and you enjoy that time apart, but knowing that if the time lasts too long you'll go crazy. I could not last a week without talking to my baby. I talk to him every night, actually, on skype. Love sometimes means, for me, not getting as much sex as I want. My boyfriend lives an hour away. Recently I've started cybering because I missed human interaction. He knows about this. Love means him being honest and admitting after my badgering that it bothers him a little because he worries about me meeting them and liking them more than him... but that mostly he is fine with it. Love means that even when he sees you at your worst he will still stay with you. I'm a complete total bitch and spaz and my emotions get the better of me when I am angry. HE's still here, unbelievably. Love means that that person will be able to hurt you more than anyone else. Love means that sometimes you feel like you cannot possibly work and you will eventually break up because some day your tempers are going to clash too hard, and love means AT THE SAME TIME that the person becomes a part of you and you cannot imagine anything that could ever break your bond. Love means that if you ever feel like you are doing something your partner won't like such as lusting after one person in particular, that you admit your guilty feelings to your partner. LOVE IS HARD BECAUSE WE ARE HUMAN. and love is comfortable. It isn't fireworks. The instantaneous fireworks love has been scientifically proven to not last as long as the slow love. Seriously this is a freaking fact. Of course, everyone is different. Love is calm and slow and like a warm blanket. Love is contentment. Love is knowing that sometimes you want to spice things up and you are feeling bored, and telling your partner. Telling your partner if you feel neglected, or like things are going stale. Telling them your worries about your relationship. talking and talking and feeling and holding. I could keep going, but I have to sleep. But it sounds like you are already in love. Still, don't say so until you are sure. Maybe show them this thread.

Oh, so basically.... it's a job/hell as usual and sucks as usual? Alright XD And here I was imagining GGB making a harmless mistake and you overreacting. So we have "typical boss" ie Satan... being a typical asshole.

OOOOO man that was REALLY bad. I also agree with what brink said- it really didn't seem a big deal to me, and I honestly think you have more to loose by pursuing this because you feel insulted, than you stand to gain. If you are a troublemaker they will give you shit jobs and/or cut your hours until you quit. It's not legal, but they'll do it. And it seems petty of me to try and ruin your bosses reputation just because he is an idiot.