Touches could de-stress.....

Picture from www.helenedouchet.com ....................

Touches are important in life. Even animals, birds and fishes do it openingly. That's why they could live peacefully and lovingly among themselves without hate and anger. Their closeness and touches create a harmonious and relaxing mood and feeling. Not mankind! We are so selfish to offer hugs and kisses or perhaps too shy to give. So the next time you see me, please allow me to hug you tightly with a warm kiss as well. The pictures posted speak by themelves.

“Don't you know, priests, why our sermons do not touch the people's heart? Because we do not preach to the eyes, only to the ears.” - Frizero Antonio Vieira quotes

Is prostitution good?

An old auntie was not afraid to ask this question.. "Young man! What is the different between making love with a prostitute and with a girlfriend?"

In my own opinion, I believe paying a prostitute to satisfy my sexual need is lust, whereas making love with a girlfriend is for love. Both have the pleasure while on physical contact but the first is temporary whereas the second is more lasting. All temporary gains are unhappy benefits and to seek for lasting happiness one has to put out more effort. Paying a prostitute for her services is an easy way out to solve one's need but to win over a girlfriend to romance with you is tough. Personally I think men who fancy prostitution have a timid, less courage and unchallenged personality. Their eyes are usually dull and they don't look happy. Those who have girlfriends are more likely to be brave with more drive in their personal lives. I'm sure they are happier and their eyes shine with joy and love.

So the next time when you face a man, take a bit of time to stare at his face and eyes. Those are indicators which would review the hidden truth about his private life. Believe it or not is up to you!

"Sex without love is a meaningless experience, but as far as meaningless experiences go its pretty damn good" by Woody Allen

I like playing Blackjack....

I have another exciting interesting hobby, playing Blackjack. On a recent holiday in a casino resort, I met some friendly ladies over the table games. They asked why I always had luck with my playing and not them.

This was what I shared.... Gambling is like business. In order to do well in business, everyone needs these four elements of life. They are Skill, Emotion, Braveness and Luck. If you know how to capitalize on the first three elements, Luck would come gradually.

Of all the various games available in the casinos, I pick Blackjack because the probability of winning is greater than all gambling games. Meaning, the risk factor of losing is at the lowest. Is also a game of thinking and mind boggling, when at the same time allowing me to distress myself. In order to play Blackjack one has to learn either through friends or buy all the books pertaining this game. A good skillful Blackjack player has the ability to card count as the flow of cards are dispatching from the deck shoe. His memory has to be sharp and good. He knows when to draw or not to draw unnecessary cards. He knows when to bet to his favour and when to stop when his chances are low. However skill alone isn't enough to let him win because he must know how to control his emotion at the same time. When he is playing on the table, there bounds to have many distractions which might disturb his thought. Emotion is feeling and when his feeling is unhappy due to outside factors, his playing skill could be affected as well. So he has to control and manage his emotion in an ideal manner while playing a good set of game to win. Next! The winning player has to be brave and has plenty of guts, especially when he could sense his cards are to his favour. Of course, not forgetting he still needs a lot of luck to win too. Like I said earlier, when he could balance the first three elements, he believes luck would naturally come.

Those attractive ladies believed all I had spoken. If you don't, buy me a trip for a holiday and I'm too willing to share my heart to you. Ah! Remember, these four elements of life, Skill, Emotion, Braveness and Luck are always needed in everything we do. In business or raising a family. Try please!

The champion makes his own luck. - Red Blaik

What causes Arthritis ?

A drunk man who smelled like beer sat down on a subway next to a priest. The man's tie was stained, his face was plastered with red lipstick, and a half-empty bottle of gin was sticking out of his torn coat pocket. He opened his newspaper and began reading.

After a few minutes the man turned to the priest and asked, 'Say Father, what causes arthritis?'

The priest replies, 'My Son, it's caused by loose living, being with cheap, wicked women, too much alcohol, contempt for your fellow man,! sleeping around with prostitutes and lack of a bath.'

The drunk muttered in response, 'Well, I'll be damned, ' Then returned to his paper.

The priest, thinking about what he had said, nudged the man and apologized. 'I'm very sorry. I didn't mean to come on so strong. How long have you had arthritis?'

The drunk answered, 'I don't have it, Father. I was just reading here that the Pope does.'

MORAL: Make sure you understand the question before offering the answer.

Keep smiling ....its a beautiful Sunday!!!

In an alcohol factory the regular taster died and the director was in urgent need of looking for a replacement. A drunkard with ragged, dirty look came to apply for the position.. The director of the factory wondered how to send him away. They tested him. They gave him a glass with a drink. He tried it and said, "It's red wine, a muscat, three years old, grown on a north slope, matured in steel containers."

"That's correct", said the boss. Another glass.

"It's red wine, cabernet, eight years old, a south-western slope, oak barrels."

"Correct." A third glass.

''It's champagne, high grade and exclusive'' calmly said the drunk. The director was astonished.

He winked at his secretary to suggest something. She brought in a glass of urine. The alcoholic tried it. "It's a blonde, 26 years old, pregnant in the third month. And if you don't give me the job, I'll name the father!"

Miracle of Toilet paper!!

Fresh from my shower, I stand in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts are too small. Instead of characteristically telling me it’s not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion.

“If you want your breasts to grow, then every day take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between them for a few seconds.”

Willing to try anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and stand in front of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts. “How long will this take?” I ask.

“They will grow larger over a period of years,” my husband replies.

I stopped. “Do you really think rubbing a piece of toilet paper between my breasts every day will make my breasts larger over the years?”

Without missing a beat he says, “Worked for your butt, didn't it?”

He’s still alive, and with a great deal of therapy he may even walk again, although he will probably continue to take his meals through a straw.

Stupid, stupid man.

For men- beware what you say

Does your arm pit smells?

Today is April Fool's day & don't worry I won't fool you today. So please read on....

A sweet young thing (SYT) wanted to test my creative & naughty mind. Robert can you speak for two minutes on this topic..."Arm Pit".

Without preparation I said... All arm pits smell, some even stink like shit. Armpit odour, or axillary malodor, usually begins when you reach puberty, when your glands start working. There are two kinds of sweat glands in the human body, the apocrine glands, which secrete a milky fluid from the hair follicles, and the eccrine glands, which are the source of most perspiration. The sweat from the eccrine glands is water, which is used to cool the body by evaporation and to moisten the friction surfaces of the body.

The funny part of life is, one loves the odour of the one you love. No matter how bad the smell is, your partner could tolerate the unpleasantness of the one he or she sleeps with. I have even got comments from spouses who could not sleep because the other partner is away, leaving no odour to soothen the other partner. I bet with you, the odour of the loved one always excites our sexual urge. The arm pit might be hidden when you are out, but on bed most love birds kiss their arm pits passionally like cotten and wool. So when you meet someone whom you don't like his/her body odour, most likely that person isn't your ideal partner then. The senses of our nose can sometime identify our future partner. Smell the arm pit willingly and your destiny is in your hand.

SYT could not stop laughing.

Are you aware - "The sense of smell, like a faithful counsellor, foretells its character" Jean Anthelme Brillat-Savarin