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puss_parkerswidow17 karma

I verbally instructed my husband on Chicken & Dumplings one day. He nailed it- and later he amended it: dumplings stuffed with gargonzola cheese.

puss_parkerswidow16 karma

http://www.loc.gov/rr/print/swann/mauldin/images/03250r.jpg

This is my absolute favorite Bill Mauldin cartoon. It's relevant to the subject.

puss_parkerswidow14 karma

Hank, Willy, Toby, and me all like the weed.

Edit: I'm that weed smokin' fan you're unacquainted with.

puss_parkerswidow3 karma

I'm hoping that even one person reading this AMA right now will think twice about seeking answers in religion, and that their kids will never be forced to go to church and live like this. I know that's an unrealistic hope, but I'm still having it. I think about my own parents when they were very young. They had parents who were religious on Easter and Christmas or something like that. They were not forced to attend church every time church was open, yet they did that to me and my brother. I feel like they did it because they were young and inexperienced, and suddenly parents. I think fear led them to church, and that fear kept them there and made them force upon me this warped mindset that I have fought against for over 40 years now. I understand that we all seek answers somewhere, but I think we place our trust in others and use up all our doubt on ourselves sometimes. I think of the church deacons and elders I knew, and I am thinking of con men, embezzlers, perverts, and deluded fanatics. My parents were so naive that any older man in a suit could have told them that they had to do the Hokey-Pokey six times a day if they wanted to get into Heaven and they would have made me do the fuckin' hokey-pokey six times a day.

puss_parkerswidow1 karma

so many of them...another favorite wanted me to pretend I was "Ice" from American Gladiators, and that I was using my powerful thighs to crack his back.

Another question for you: In the 80s/90s, it was all on the phone. I made a decent wage and worked from home during the 80s. By the late 90s, prior to web cam sex, it was sweat shops in basements with cubicles and it paid little. It was a room full of women and a couple of guys who could sound like women when callers were not requesting men. We read books, drew pictures, gave each other manicures/ hair styling, and most of us were pretty bored because it boiled down to the same story about giving a blow job over and over for most of the day. What are the working conditions and pay in your experience now? It sounds to me as though you may enjoy your job a bit and like the fact that you are helping people. Is that so?

(Yeah- helping 'em wank is still helping, and some people do not experience a lot of intimacy for many reasons - it is helpful, and I always tried to be kind- which I think OP does too.)