Last month began a series of anniversaries for myself and my glorious whore ButterfliesAndCuffs, and like my last post I am sharing several of the funnier, more important, or just sillier ones. She remembered some other things and put them in a post here.
But of course things didn't stop in October, and this month we are celebrating some memories from November last year:
11/12 - Our first Bond messages. Having to do with our personal lives at the time, forum threads and blog posts, conversations and comments. A lot of general fun and laughing. Knowing us there was certainly a lot of laughing and dirty flirting.
11/11 - She started a forum topic about rice punishment, then somewhere on page 4 we started to get all overtly flirty.
11/15 - We were always coming up with ideas for movies (we still do!) She has such a devastating smile and on this day I recommended her for the lead role something tentatively titled "The Smile Murderer."
11/16 - I told her that her smile was so gorgeous that it was lethal and that the movie should be called "Smile M for Murder!" (Get it? A damn Hitchcock pun. How awesome is that.)
11/23 - The first time we ever spoke outside of cage. One of those steps that people sometimes take within a few days of meeting, sometimes not for weeks or longer. It took us about 6 weeks from our very first contact until this day.
One of the funniest things this month resulted in a ridiculously hilarious challenge I issued exactly 1 year ago today. It was prompted by a conversation we had the day before. Check here for a better description, but essentially, it was an audio post called "Dated and Laid challenge" with me reading a shitty country song I made up the night before in a terrible fake southern accent. In celebration of that awful recording, I wrote and posted here another shitty country song called "Butt, But" which I have again read in a terrible southern accent. If you can't listen to it (or you can't stand listening to it!) or you just want to read along the lyrics are below. Enjoy.
Another anniversary post next month!
Butt, But
There are plenty of folks who like puttin' things in their butt, but
I aint never had nothin' in my butt, but
I hear tell there can be foun'
'Bout a finger or so down
A place that gives you pleasin' in your butt
The little lady wants a thingy for her butt, but
It looks too big to fit it in her butt, but
I think it can be done
If she rubs some Wesson on
And I push until it pops into her butt
I caint fathom I'd care fer somethin in my butt, but
I got 'quiaintences who put things in their butt, but
All I ever done was shit
Nothin' in - just outta it
The way that god intended for the butt
My woman wants to play now with my butt, but
I aint partial to games that include my butt, but
It aint like it'll turn me sweet
If she fiddles with my seat
Still I prefer she just steer clear of my butt
It's not like I'm a'feared about the butt, but
Things sometimes get messy in the butt, but
If you get down in a tub
Take a horse-hair brush and scrub
Things'll keep a might bit cleaner in yer butt
The missus never whined about her butt, but
After 'while I begun to fret about her butt, but
I caint help from noticin' her grin
When shes got that shiny thing in
So I reckon she enjoys it in her butt
I always thought I had it right 'bout the butt, but
Surely I'd have heard somethin' 'bout the butt, but
These backside penetrations
Must be some new-fangled relations
- Had I been wrong all this time 'bout the butt?
Well now,
I aim to find that place there in my butt, but
I 'spect it'll take some searchin' in my butt, but
I aint one to quit, so I'll keep after it
Say a prayer and wish me well, cuz I may be gone a spell
If you know which way to go, point it out, let me know
I'm ready to push on in, just one last thing before I begin -
Keep to yerself what you've heard and read
Cuz I'll deny I ever said
That I'm considerin' puttin' somethin' in my butt.
- written and performed by Longer Johnny Cash
