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cataglottism

“Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score; Then to that twenty, add a hundred more: A thousand to that hundred: so kiss on, To make that thousand up a million. Treble that million, and when that is done, Let’s kiss afresh, as when we first begun.”~ Robert Herrick

Now that I have your brain swimming and your basic carnal desires caught on fire. Shall we kick it up a notch??

Cataglottism. Basically, french kissing. But not JUST french kissing, its with power and force. 550px-French-Kiss-Step-8

Had it not been for the wonderfully beautiful Jessica Ward, I wouldn’t have ever come across these two vocabulary words. Makes making out more mature and fun, don’t you think?!?

Of course if you ask a favored guy or gal if she’d like to experiment in cataglottism, you may or may not getting at the very least interested on what kind of word just fell out of your mouth.

But I have to be honest, how to pronounce this word baffles me at the moment. Perhaps I’ll learn it soon.

So yeah, now you know what sucking face and kissing and making out (with tongues) is all about. And now we all have the knowledge of how to discuss it in a far more mature manner than ever. 119987991

So get out your duck faces… and offer up a smooch. Who knows, it could lead to the use of tongues. And quite possibly, the beyond??

 

 

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“Happiness is like a kiss. You must share it to enjoy it.”~ Bernard Meltzer

Hang on to your hats and put the children to bed. It is time for a sloppy wet vocabulary lesson. One that you soon won’t forget.

And it is brought to us all by our simple primal urges of simply wanting so badly to make out with another person.

Yep, as you can see in the graphic, its the strong craving or hunger for kissing.

LA-LA-LA-LA- …… well that’s only funny if you could hear/see me flipping my tongue up and down. And some of you would just think that I’m being gross. (But I can assure you that for those who do, you have never kissed me. So there.)

So yes, if you are right now experiencing the strong craving or hunger to kiss someone, you are experiencing basorexia, and thus you are basorexic.  couple_kissing_by_sunnyxautumn-d60vryj

Basorexic… sounds dirty. Sounds sickly. But really? Just the beginning stages of downright HORNY!!!!!!!!

So go find someone to kiss, and take care of what ails you.

The next blog post will be just as spicy if not more! More vexing vocabulary from the Dambreaker coming your way.

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“KISS HER, YOU IDIOT! KISS HER!!!”

“Have character, don’t be one.”~ Sue Ann Cordell

Before I get to the story telling of seeing Echo Temple playing at the House of Blues in Houston, there’s another story I am going to share.

Echo Temple/Houston fans are just simply going to have to wait.

Traveling on the bus has obviously turned into an experience. It is rather easy to get into the habit of people watching. Some are amusing, others make you reflect, and even more people just make you sick to your stomach.

As I awaited silently and patiently for the bus to arrive to take me to Houston, a female caught my eye. But I didn’t approach her, didn’t try to speak to her, didn’t do anything.

She was standing in the shade from a distance. It was cold outside and standing up against the wall didn’t seem like the way to stay warm from the blustery winds.

Soon after I was direct to move to another location so the bus could get by me and get turned around.

This caused me to have to be nearer to this female that I had been watching.

Wouldn’t you know it, FDS struck again!!

Ugh!

I would find out moments later that it was a good  thing that I had not attempted to strike up a conversation with her as some lanky guy came running up to her and handed her a drink. He obviously went away and purchased drinks. One of them or both of them was about to embark on their own journey. And the girl pecked the guy on the lips. Most likely as her way to say thank you.

Aww…

But then she snuggled up to him, shivered a little bit. And the guy just stood there with his arms at his side. Then she cuddled in closer to his chest, starting kissing on his neck and cheek. She attempted many times to kiss his lips again but he kept moving his head around. He wasn’t even looking at her but rather over the top of her head as he was considerably taller than she was.

Maybe its just the fact that I’ve been in a drought lately. But I just couldn’t understand why this guy was avoiding her affections. HOLD HER FOR CRYIN’ OUTLOUD AT LEAST!!! If you don’t want to get involved heavily in some random public display of affection, that’s one thing. But he was not even acknowledging her.

And it made me wonder: How the heck do men get women when they treat them like that?

So then I was loaded on the bus first.

This “bus station” of sorts is located in a large parking lot between some office buildings and a large apartment complex. And as I looked up into the sky… up on the third floor of the apartment complex, I saw a door open to the back patio area. A man walked out 100% NAKED with a joint and smoked it. He stood there – no clothes, not even a blanket- and smoked and toked to his heart’s content.

If this man had decided to urinate over the edge then he would have nailed the bus passengers on the ground below. But he didn’t do that. He smoked marijuana.

Some people.

And then this afternoon on the way back home, I was sitting out in the sun as it was about ten to fifteen degrees COOLER in Houston than it is at home. This man pulls up in the parking lot of the Shell Station where the bus comes to pick up people in that part of Houston. Another peculiar female jumped out of the vehicle and ran for the inside of the store with her bag over her shoulder. I didn’t get a good look and I was hoping that it wouldn’t be FDS again.

It wasn’t.

As minutes ticked away, more and more people who were to board the bus in Houston came crawling out of the cracks. This same girl came out of the store and some gentleman with was right behind her.

I didn’t look at them. But they were standing behind me. And I could just hear this female nagging the man over and over to leave her alone.

I would hear her telling the guy to just go home. To get away from her. To leave her alone. The man was responding but I couldn’t understand any word that he said. She then attempted another option, threatening the man that she would NOT get on the bus if he didn’t leave. And was making these empty promises that she would just walk home.

Don’t people understand that you can be heard in public when you are dealing with an issue like that?!? I guess she just didn’t care.

She got on the bus though. And she was cute. But after hearing all that bitching and nagging, I could just imagine the weirdness that could’ve been had I approached her.

She jumped into one of the seats that was facing backwards. And I had no other choice but to attempt to look out the window for most of the trip because looking straight ahead of me I would only find her staring at me back. And then the awkward quick-look-away would happen. Both for her and I.

I had made the determination within the first hour of the journey home that this female was probably not even in her mid-20’s yet or not yet out of college and still in school.

In a cramped and crowded bus, she would attempt to sleep off some of the long trip. But her head and body kept slumping to the left. Eventually she nodded off so hard that she crashed into the person sitting in the next seat. From the view point that I had, with all of those crushed together bus seats in front of me, when she fell against the other person beside her, it looked like she was attempting to go down on her.

They all had a laugh together. I’m sure she wasn’t feeling it though. So embarrassing that had to be!

She got off the bus quickly. And then she stood there. When I finally got off the bus she came up to me and had a distance of about six feet from me and said “Fuck you, you fuckin’ fuck!” and walked away with her middle finger extended in the air as she pranced away.

Clearly, she’s got issues. And now she’s running loose in the same city that I live in. Should I be concerned? I don’t know!!

She probably felt uncomfortable and insecure knowing that I had been looking at her. Other than that, I offer up no possible theory for her behavior.

Just keep in mind guys: Cute doesn’t always mean a keeper!!!!!

 

 

“A man’s kiss is his signature.”~ Mae West

You know… as if it isn’t already difficult enough, having that special bond between friends where you are met with salutations of a hug and a kiss on the cheek has had its benefits for me. But has also caused me to forever be lost in this state of mind where I just cannot wrap my head around it to the point where things are kept in its policies and welcoming procedures.

Not to say that I am complaining about my female friends who greet with a kiss, I’m not saying that at all. I’m NOT stupid!

But when my daily routine is stuck in a wheelchair and every once in a while, that day comes where I find myself in the presence of those who are physically affectionate in their greetings, I always seem to find myself in a situation where failure is inevitable.

This morning I was up at such an early hour that it was personally disturbing. Within an hour though as I drudged through the first few cups of coffee, my eyes would behold a sight that I have not seen in many, many months. It would turn out that my eyes were not deceiving me and that I did see my friend of long ago.

Yep, you guessed it by now. One that greets me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

However my brain was too slow in processing what I saw and by the time I realized it was her, she vanished.

I wasn’t sure what to do at that point. I sat there in the community room chugging down more coffee to wake up quicker. I didn’t know whether to go home and call her cell phone or just wait there for her to come back through. I decided that creating a stake out was my best course of action, especially if I wanted to say hello to her. The only “con” to that decision was that I would have no idea of what time she would be passing through again. It might be fifteen minutes, it might be five hours.

Hunting her down was not an option because I knew where she went in all honesty, but she was there not just for a visit rather on business. So I didn’t want to get in the way of that.

Luckily for me, it was somewhere in between that. And when I saw that she was approaching… well, I blazed a trail so quick and so fast that I was surprised that the floor didn’t catch fire. But I had no idea that she would catch on that I was busting my ass to reach her.

She saw me, and instructed for me to hang out and that she would be right back. Then she turned around again and said jokingly to slow down.

And as always when it was time for her to depart was the physically affectionate gesture that I failed miserably at.

I just don’t understand why it has to be so difficult. It is not like I am trying to play a few quick rounds of tonsil hockey with her. But at this lower altitude definitely has its horrible disadvantages.

I don’t know if it is technique or timing. Maybe its a little bit of both? If I move in first, I run the risk of coming across as aggressive. If I move a little bit slower, I could reach lip to lip. And some women wouldn’t find that all that amusing. If I move too slow, then I miss out on the opportunity as I did today.

And at times when I have attempted it, and I have missed? Well, I’ve ended up brushing my lips on some really awkward, weird, and messed up places upon the face. Most of them, too horrible to mention.

Help me out here. What in the world am I supposed to do??

I know that the average height of a woman isn’t so much higher than I am sitting in this wheelchair. As a matter of fact most women that I know if they were to offer to push me somewhere, and I were to slowly lean my head back, I would be able to lean my head back into nature’s “head rests” if you know what I mean.

So I am not sure if I can calculate the distance between how much the average woman that I know has to either lean down or bend over to embrace me. And where do I land that kiss on her cheek? Not all of them move at the same pace either.

And what if I don’t reciprocate the kiss? Some women would get offended.

I am truly at a loss here.

Today’s episode though when I missed the opportunity to reach the cheek, I went into a panic. And so what did I do? Instead I grabbed her by the hand and went all 18th Century on her and kissed her hand. To which her response to it all was something that I had not expected. 

“OHH, AREN’T YOU TOO SWEET?”

Paging Dr. Love– where the heck are you?????????????