Well, gee whiz, that's a very, very nice thing to read and I thank you all. And, no, that's not one of my clever sarcasms (for once). I'm not going to get all Oprah on you, but I tend to live in a vacuum and sometimes wonder if anyone out there knows I'm alive. The proof is in the post. I live.
By the way, my wife said the in-law's wanted to know what to get me for my birthday and I said they should buy me a lap dance. All that got me was a slap.
Sometimes a little more than a big hug is what you really need on your birthday.
A nice girl looking into your eyes like you are the most desirable thing in the world. Her rubbing on you and touching you like she might want more than just another twenty dollars. Yeah baby the mind is the bodies strongest sexual organ.;)