dad?
AFAIK I never did Amersfoort...
I 'visited' my polymorphous perversion on many of the neighbouring spots though. Lemme see. Nunspeet - check (Bible-belt is always hawt). Harderwijk - check (horrid beach). Apeldoorn - check (parents had a nice swimming pool). Ede-Wageningen - check (non-vegan girl, thank heaven). So Fragony, certainly some of your friends might be...
Seriously, when I look back at my late teens and my twenties I find it hard to imagine that sex is still beset by taboos and hang-ups in parts of the western world. Taboos and hang-ups that properly belong to peoples who dress in birch bark, paint their arses and worship bearded sky gods. I thought we took care of all that nonsense in the 1970's. I guess AIDS put an end to our brave new orgasm. Though in The Neds there are still enclaves where sex is thoroughly normalized and an integral part of socal life. Remarkably, these are mainly rural areas such as Friesland and Brabant/Limburg. Girls from Brabant are the sweetest, mark my words. But who am I telling? You seem to get around quite a bit yourself.
The bloody trouble is we are only alive when we’re half dead trying to get a paragraph right. - Paul Scott
A man who knows that bible-belt chicks are feisty harpies speaketh the truth. I am not nearly that active by the way, nowhere near the 50+ mark, don't know how much but certainly not that many.
edit, I am from de Veluwe by the way, it all started in Barneveld.
Last edited by Fragony; 08-28-2009 at 12:24.
Everything started in Barneveld, though science still has to establish whether it started with a chicken or an egg..
Of course I am not 'active' in the way I used to be. Age, kids, responsibility, you know. It's mainly as a youf that I rocked the boat. Literally. Certain pursuits are more propitious than others. I used to be a sailing and yachting instructor in my early twenties. As such I spent some real 'summers of love' in Greece, France and The Netherlands. Those four or five years are still a happy, sun-soaked memory for me. Had I been a clerk at the local RABO bank, I probably wouldn't have had the same experiences.
Last edited by Adrian II; 08-28-2009 at 12:46.
The bloody trouble is we are only alive when we’re half dead trying to get a paragraph right. - Paul Scott
Having a boat helps, but de Drammer has been kinda messy since I played chicken with a bridge.
Last edited by Fragony; 08-28-2009 at 12:59.
The Neds is a country for small craft, small pleasure boats, small yachts with 30 square yards of sail max. Anything over 7 yards should be taken out to sea. There are far too many floating caravans like your Drammer, steered by bloody amateurs who slam into bridges, piers, buoys, each other...
Please tell me you hit that bridge because you were below deck racking up your damsel score, or I will be seriously disappointed.
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The bloody trouble is we are only alive when we’re half dead trying to get a paragraph right. - Paul Scott
I thought 5 in a weekend was hardcore :(
I would have ROCKED in the 70's!
Here's an educational soundbit on how to impress women that I incidentally just came across.
Spoiler Alert, click show to read:
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