You are jumping the gun. It is a long story. I was almost finished when I bumped a button and the whole lot disappeared. I rewrote it and guess what. I did the same thing again at just about the same point. It has gone up into cyber-space. Why is writing in this blog format so frigging difficult?
"The slightest irritation immediately provoked an imperfect erection, this was immediately followed by an evacuation of that liqueur, which every day augmented his weakness. [Orgasm] had become habitual and often seized him with no apparent cause, and in a manner so violent that throughout the duration of the attack, which sometimes lasted fifteen hours and never less than eight, he experienced in the entire posterior neck such violent pains that he did not just cry, he howled. . . . [He] languished without succor for months. . . . Having learned of his state, I rushed to his side; I found there less a living being than a cadaver lying on straw, thin pale, filthy, exuding a vile stench, practically incapable of any movement. He frequently lost through his nose a pale, watery blood; spittle ran continuously from his mouth; stricken with diarrhea, he voided his excrements in his bed without noticing it; the flow of semen was continual. . . . The disorders of the mind were no less severe. . . . A spectacle whose horror is inconceivable, it was hard to recognize he had once belonged to the human species. . . . He died at the end of a few weeks, in June 1757, edematous throughout his body."
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What?
You are jumping the gun.
It is a long story. I was almost finished when I bumped a button and the whole lot disappeared.
I rewrote it and guess what. I did the same thing again at just about the same point. It has gone up into cyber-space. Why is writing in this blog format so frigging difficult?
Go to Edit Posts, dipstick, it'll be saved there as a draught. You can activate it whenever you want.
Nope. It just disappeared (twice).
Too much brandy, methnks.
Richard (of RBB)
Hey, the word verification for this one was 'beresses'.
Reminds me of that pregnant barmaid and her glass of beer.
Richard (of RBB)
"Hey, the word verification for this one was 'beresses'.
Reminds me of that pregnant barmaid and her glass of beer.
Richard (of RBB)"
The old expression for getting out of bed is Hands OFF cocks, put on socks.
word verification was rewayste.
You sleep with a rooster?
R (of RBB)
"The slightest irritation immediately provoked an imperfect erection, this was immediately followed by an evacuation of that liqueur, which every day augmented his weakness. [Orgasm] had become habitual and often seized him with no apparent cause, and in a manner so violent that throughout the duration of the attack, which sometimes lasted fifteen hours and never less than eight, he experienced in the entire posterior neck such violent pains that he did not just cry, he howled. . . . [He] languished without succor for months. . . . Having learned of his state, I rushed to his side; I found there less a living being than a cadaver lying on straw, thin pale, filthy, exuding a vile stench, practically incapable of any movement. He frequently lost through his nose a pale, watery blood; spittle ran continuously from his mouth; stricken with diarrhea, he voided his excrements in his bed without noticing it; the flow of semen was continual. . . . The disorders of the mind were no less severe. . . . A spectacle whose horror is inconceivable, it was hard to recognize he had once belonged to the human species. . . . He died at the end of a few weeks, in June 1757, edematous throughout his body."
From 'Onanism, or A Treatise upon the Disorders Produced by Masturbation '(1760), by the Swiss physician Samuel-Auguste-André-David Tissot who explicitly sought to explain "the diseases caused by masturbation, not the crime of masturbation." And make no mistake about it, masturbation was deadly. Tissot described the case of a seventeen year old who masturbated up to three times a day. By his eighteenth year, he was a wretched case indeed, and having waited too long to seek medical help, there was nothing Tissot could do but describe the young man's horrible condition.
So be warned and put your socks on.
(word verification is "trersoc")
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