tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15373687.post115173806856988530..comments2023-10-26T04:29:38.283-07:00Comments on Gin and Tonic Lounge: XXX-Tra Room for CreamMr. Gin and Tonichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03570237594535782373noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15373687.post-1151946267230644612006-07-03T10:04:00.000-07:002006-07-03T10:04:00.000-07:001. What about a coffee-flavored nipple clamp?2. Ga...1. What about a coffee-flavored nipple clamp?<BR/>2. Gags for Leah - they're not just for breakfast any moreMitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03567853509649749884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15373687.post-1151875097319858192006-07-02T14:18:00.000-07:002006-07-02T14:18:00.000-07:001. No. And, why is that?2. Yes.3. A ball gag for L...1. No. And, why is that?<BR/><BR/>2. Yes.<BR/><BR/>3. A ball gag for Leah. She goes through them so quickly.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15373687.post-1151826157866705152006-07-02T00:42:00.000-07:002006-07-02T00:42:00.000-07:00I felt that it broke my one and only Lounge rule: ...<I>I felt that it broke my one and only Lounge rule: It wasn't entertaining.</I><BR/><BR/>Never stopped either one of us before, really.deucehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17809959914058993093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15373687.post-1151822739248997402006-07-01T23:45:00.000-07:002006-07-01T23:45:00.000-07:00Upon further review, the blogologist should read t...Upon further review, the blogologist should read the comments section of the post linked as "Grab Related"<BR/><BR/>Seems I'm not the only one to self-censor. Just saying....Mr. Gin and Tonichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03570237594535782373noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15373687.post-1151822174718371052006-07-01T23:36:00.000-07:002006-07-01T23:36:00.000-07:00True, the geek-fest is gone. True, I endulged in ...True, the geek-fest is gone. True, I endulged in rare post-posting censorship. While I edit, modify,and censor posts heavily before I release them, I generally leave my hands off after they are released. <BR/><BR/>The deletion was not due to any aversion to my own geekiness. Rather, the post was simply very poor. I felt that it broke my one and only Lounge rule: It wasn't entertaining. <BR/><BR/>Even "13 Hours," long as it was, had its high points...Mr. Gin and Tonichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03570237594535782373noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15373687.post-1151791594747392052006-07-01T15:06:00.000-07:002006-07-01T15:06:00.000-07:00Wait a minute. There was a somewhat geeky sci-fi ...Wait a minute. There was a somewhat geeky sci-fi related post here yesterday. Now more smut. While I don't mind the smut, I do mind the censorship, even if self imposed.<BR/><BR/>More importantly, it is certainly uncharacteristic of our fair blogger. We all know he is geeky. He knows he is geeky. He isn't ashamed of his geekyness and we do not hold it against him. While the deleted post was geeky, it was certainly better than other non-geeky posts this blog has featured (long time readers will remember Brian's semmingly interminable fascination with <A HREF="http://fiercefinger.blogspot.com/2005/12/very-wookie-christmas.html" REL="nofollow">YTMND</A>, the <A HREF="http://fiercefinger.blogspot.com/2005/09/lounge-list.html" REL="nofollow">Grab inspired days</A> and the "Oh-for-the-love-of-Mike-why? post known as <A HREF="http://fiercefinger.blogspot.com/2005/10/13-hours.html" REL="nofollow">13 Hours</A> that seemed to shorten my life by an equivalent amount).<BR/><BR/>So, bring back the missing post. Fess up. Explain yourself. You owe us that much.<BR/><BR/>Oh, and I don't think I've been to Castle with you, but you have been with my wife.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15373687.post-1151765075661956212006-07-01T07:44:00.000-07:002006-07-01T07:44:00.000-07:00Did you invite the warm and bubbly grandmother int...Did you invite the warm and bubbly grandmother into the Castle with you?Lisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04761970614510058192noreply@blogger.com