Oh fuck me. Peligro may not be into dicks but you sure are Grumpy. I love this whole macho ‘fucken faggots’ shit you come out with, but then your posts sound like you can wait to get your lips around one. [:/]
My weirdest concert experience, hmmmm let me think.
Being stone cold sober and watching The Pixies and enjoying it.
I love this whole macho ‘fucken faggots’ shit you come out with.
I think not.
I was more reacting to the deception to something personal. My reaction woulda been the same had Peligro been gay and thought he was hooking up with another gay guy and then supposed gay guy bared his vagina.
I love my fellow gay humans. Sorry to disappoint you but dick is not for me but I don’t hate those that need it, just be up front about it. Hell even the “macho jocks” are up front about wanting pussy it’s no mystery to the chicks they hit on and they represent themselves accurately (albeit disgustingly).
This guy passed herself off as a chick and tricked (or not Peligro says maybe not, it coulda been innocent) peligro into thinking he may get some vag. when in actuality that was not the case. That was fucked up!
You have a nice day [:)]
Late,
grmpysmrf
How was Peligro deceived though?
Please don’t turn this thread into another Grmp v. Velvet bout.
[:(]
Please don’t turn this thread into another Grmp v. Velvet bout.
[:(]
you got it buddy! sorry about that. I was thinking of that when responding… no more responses to velvster in this thread for me unless it’s on topic![;)]
Late,
grmpysmrf
For Peligro…
The Ladyboys Of Bangkok
HUBBA HUBBA HUBBA![cool]
Does anyone know why the proliferation of ladyboys appears to be geographically determined to South East Asia? Proper and/or humourous answers welcome.
WIKI: "The term “kathoey” is not an exact equivalent of the modern western transwoman — it suggests that the person is a type of male, unlike the term sao praphet song, which suggests a female sex identity, or phet thee sam, which suggests a third gender. The term phu-ying praphet thi sorng, which can be translated as “woman of the second kind”, is also used to refer to kathoey.[2] Australian scholar of sexual politics in Thailand Peter Jackson claims that the term “kathoey” was used in premodern times to refer to intersexuals, and that the usage changed in the middle of the twentieth century to cover cross-dressing males.[3] The term can refer to males who exhibit varying degrees of femininity — many kathoeys dress as women and undergo feminising medical procedures such as hormone replacement therapy, breast implants, genital reassignment surgery, or Adam’s apple reductions. Others may wear makeup and use feminine pronouns, but dress as men, and are closer to the western category of effeminate gay man than transgender.
Kathoeys are often identified at a young age, and are considered to be “born that way”. They may have access to hormones (available without prescription) and medical procedures during their teenage years[dubious – discuss]."
But back to the topic at hand, someone mentioned missing shoes in moshpits. I got hit in the eye with a flying shoe in a moshpit once. The interesting bit is that it was a They Might Be Giants show.
cypress hill… roseland… halloween… smoking a joint with strangers (all of roseland was little smoke circles) some guy in said circle passes out to the floor starts shaking, then another… me and my friend go WTF? find out one of the people put a little as they said “guess we used too much dust again”. I look at my friend and say “again”. so during the opening acts i was in the basement of roseland sitting on the floor with a light shining on me thinking i wsa being beemed up into some space ship of sorts, tried to get up and did the wall walk (when you hold yourself upright by leaning against the wall while attempting motion) to the bathroom and i though the whole world was fucking and/or vomiting in the bathroom. My knees kept giving… eventually I made it under the tractor beam and stayed. Somehow i made it upstairs for the show. I told my friend that the parking guy was going to hit my car into a pole pulling it and, then I said don’t klose your watch cause we’ll get home at (and I said some random time). well guy banged my car into a pole on theway out of the garage, then pulling up to my friends house to drop him off i ask him the time, he goes to look at his watch and noticed it’s gone and then i say wait we got the clock in the dash and i was on the minute in my prediction.
fun night.
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That’s fucked up! what s/he did to you was way outa line! If one wants to be/is gay, cool, whatever, but tricking someone into shit like that is way foul!
I don’t think she ‘tricked’ me. More of a case of perhaps she really liked me and was too shy to mention anything. Perhaps she hoped that if she could first win me over, then she’d explain later and had her fingers crossed that maybe I’d be into it or something.
But I gotta confess, she was cute and yeah she had tits and I was turned on in a big way. I’ve done some freaky ass shit in my time (shit that would make you barf and run away screaming, grmpy) but I’ve never been with a transexual before.
I’ll not lie, I often think about whether or not I made the right decision that night. There’s a part of me that yearns for fucked up shit like that to happen.
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Word. That’s one hell of a tough call, but you made it.
To reiterate: I STILL would’a hit that.
Twice.
Kudos to Peligro, this has been one of the most entertaining threads in a long while (aside from it nearly descending into yet another battle of egos and childish namecalling, siiiiigh. If anyone gives me shit, I think I’m just gonna take it and let it go for the general good of the forum).
Anyway…
Toot, I would root all those ladyboys at the drop of a hat. And to think I’ve dated ‘less feminine’ women… [:/]
I’m going to regret that comment, I know it. [blush]
Does anyone know why the proliferation of ladyboys appears to be geographically determined to South East Asia? Proper and/or humourous answers welcome.
Funnily enough, I heard there’s these ‘ladyboy finishing schools’ where parents actually enrol their sons into these schools, if the sons wish for it, that is, from a young age to learn the art of… I guess being a chick with a dick. From a really young age, primary school level. And they’re putting on makeup, and getting dressed up, and…
wrong.
cypress hill… roseland… halloween… smoking a joint with strangers (all of roseland was little smoke circles) some guy in said circle passes out to the floor starts shaking, then another… me and my friend go WTF? find out one of the people put a little as they said “guess we used too much dust again”. I look at my friend and say “again”. so during the opening acts i was in the basement of roseland sitting on the floor with a light shining on me thinking i wsa being beemed up into some space ship of sorts, tried to get up and did the wall walk (when you hold yourself upright by leaning against the wall while attempting motion) to the bathroom and i though the whole world was fucking and/or vomiting in the bathroom. My knees kept giving… eventually I made it under the tractor beam and stayed. Somehow i made it upstairs for the show. I told my friend that the parking guy was going to hit my car into a pole pulling it and, then I said don’t klose your watch cause we’ll get home at (and I said some random time). well guy banged my car into a pole on theway out of the garage, then pulling up to my friends house to drop him off i ask him the time, he goes to look at his watch and noticed it’s gone and then i say wait we got the clock in the dash and i was on the minute in my prediction.
Porkspam, I could barely get the gist of what you said, and whatever it was you took, it must still be wearing off… I’m staying the fuck away from that shit! [:)][laugh]
As for my ‘weirdest concert experience’…
nothing, nothing special in comparison to the other stories.
Went to see KTL, Stephen ‘1 Chord’ O’Malley’s collaboration with Peter ‘I eat Pringles in front of a laptop all day playing Solitaire’ Rehberg. Twas a mediocre show. But… there’s a shitload of fog, and you can’t see the stage. All of a sudden, a suitcase comes flying through the air and nearly hits me. So I throw it back toward O’Malley, whom I suspect is the culprit. Then it gets thrown back to the crowd and hits some girl. So I throw it back, and all of a sudden, you hear an errant guitar chord ‘played’. The suitcase was not returned. I met O’Malley after the show and was giving him shit about it, which led to a delightful drunken conversation… delightful, given that I was sober.
I went to see Cannibal Corpse when I was 18 wearing a Delta Goodrem shirt. This earnt me a free beer and a few laughs from randoms. Before I went, I went to an all you can eat place (Pizza Hut) and gorged myself. Sick. I was moshing, and all of a sudden, I could feel something brewing… I tried my best to ignore it, but I knew what was coming.
So I go to the back of the pit, where all these people are just standing and watching. All of a sudden, someone taps my shoulder. ‘Well, fancy seeing you here…’… it turns out to be my ex girlfriend who was 15 years older than me. It was especially awkward because when I got sick of her, I just cut her out of my life without any explanation, stopped answering calls, didn’t see her, etc. It was especially bizarre to see her at this concert, because she was Buddhist into hip hop, folk, jazz… anything BUT death-metal. I asked her what she was doing there. ‘Oh, a friend got me a ticket, he went to accompany his nephew for his birthday, and figured he’d take me along’. So… for some reason, I still stood around her, talking. Then, all of a sudden, she started… dancing in the pit. Dancing like… ‘grooving’…something you’d see at a funk show. I was amazed by this tomfoolery. Because, she was serious. GO FIGURE. Anyway, Corpsegrinder goes to the mic and goes ‘this next one is called… VOMIT THE SOUL’… I know it sounds like bullshit, but I was pretty much prompted by this to run to the toilet, and chuck. I did so, with a crowd outside my cubicle forming and cheering ‘CHUCK IT UP! CHUCK IT UP!’. I leave the toilet with vomit all over my jeans, and am pleased to find I have lost my ex. BUT… as I’m leaving the show and get to the stairs leading outside, I see her again. She invites me ‘back to her place’… I remind her that my jeans are covered in puke. This did not seem to bother her. I (regretfully) turned down what could’ve been the opportunity for a hilarious sexual encounter.
This isn’t so much weird as it is just fucked up. It was moreso a violent experience. I went to see Swedish black metal band, Marduk. The gig was good… the pit was surprisingly civil… except for one nutcase. He seriously had this demented look in his eyes. There was something wrong. He resembled Hagrid, from Harry Potter, also. Anyway, if anyone so much as tapped him, he’d demolish the said ‘offender’. One unwitting tryhard, this big gangly geek I’ll refer to as ‘big bird’, runs straight into him. Hagrid pretty much just destroyed him. I’d had enough of this shit, and was in a pretty foul mood myself, so I decided to line Hagrid up. As I did so, we ended up bracing each other with our hands to each other’s throats. He wasn’t counting on picking someone who could match him. All his pals jumped in, and all my pals jumped in, and it was on. I ended up with a nasty cut to my nose, and some guy needed an ambulance called after coughing up blood from a punch to the throat. With the ambulance came the police, who were waiting outside and trying to suss out what was going on. As far as brawls go, it was pretty full on and all in. I’m pleased the cops turned up though, because one of my idiot ‘mates’ (whom I don’t really see any more) was carrying a knife… BRILLIANT. [mad] But, having gotten to know him better, that shit is all for show and I doubt he’d have used it… but you never know. Stupid.
For Peligro…
The Ladyboys Of Bangkok
HUBBA HUBBA HUBBA![cool]
The ‘chick’ I ran into was Japanese not Thai and looked nothing like these masculine ladyboys. She looked like a regular cute Jap girl - really petite and baby-dollish.
Anyway, the story’s been done to death. Let it die. It was a strange post-gig sex experience. Actually, I always found it more uncomfortable/embarrassing than weird.
And I started this thread because I thought plenty of people out there would have stories that were ten times weirder. Like, for instance, I remember when Mr Bungle first came to town in '95 or '96 and as my friends and I were standing in the rather HUGE line that snaked out of the venue and down the street…we realised there was a guy a few places ahead of us dressed as a fly - complete with wings and giant paper mache fly mask!
That’s weird!
p.s kudos to evil dildo for meeting Stephen O’Malley, you bastard I am jealous.
p.p.s Is that the best you could do?!? Vomiting and getting into a fight stories? That’s required behaviour at a gig, dammit!! Oh dildo, you need a good talking to…
Porkspam, I could barely get the gist of what you said, and whatever it was you took, it must still be wearing off… I’m staying the fuck away from that shit! [:)][laugh][/reply]
He said that he accepted a joint from a random stranger that was laced with too much of what I suspect was angel dust (PCP). If it was PCP, he’s fuckin’ lucky that what he described was all that happened to him: people have been known to commit suicide and/or murder.
Porkspam, I could barely get the gist of what you said, and whatever it was you took, it must still be wearing off… I’m staying the fuck away from that shit! [:)][laugh]
He said that he accepted a joint from a random stranger that was laced with too much of what I suspect was angel dust (PCP). If it was PCP, he’s fuckin’ lucky that what he described was all that happened to him: people have been known to commit suicide and/or murder.[/reply]
ding ding ding we have a winner
Nice stories folk! I’ve been to countless concerts but I can’t think of anything that special other than the music and bizzare stage antics occuring.
But I gotta comment on Peligro’s story:
But I gotta confess, she was cute and yeah she had tits and I was turned on in a big way. I’ve done some freaky ass shit in my time (shit that would make you barf and run away screaming, grmpy) but I’ve never been with a transexual before.
I’ll not lie, I often think about whether or not I made the right decision that night. There’s a part of me that yearns for fucked up shit like that to happen.
If I were you I might have tried to get a B.J. out of the deal. Seriously. I mean really fellow straight men, would you rather tap the ass of some ugly wench or get a B.J. from someone who looks like a gorgeous woman aside from being a tranny?
Of course this implies not seeing the dangling member (at least not while s/he is performing the deed). But honestly, when you start to consider the social implications of gender (which is cultureal vs. the biological male/female dichotomy…
Think of prison culture where gender roles can be reversed and the one “receiving” is the bitch and/or queer and the one “giving” is the dominant hetero male.
Straight men now honestly, would you rather receive oral from one of those Bangkok trannies or fuck some fat nasty trailer skank? I know what I would choose, and I’m confident enoug in my masculinity to know that wouldn’t make me gay.
Anyway, I hope I didn’t digress from the original intent of the post, but since we’re on the topic of sexuality and transgendered people I thought I’d throw out my ideas.
As they say, you’re only gay if you take it up the ass!
Seriously though I wouldn’t entertain a tranny, even if it looked cute, mainly because I’d suspect trannys would lock their mouth around anything. I think there would be a greater risk of getting something unwanted from them than from a regular girl. Maybe I’m wrong, but I think I’ll keep my distance for now. I do know that a brother of one of my mates (who’s a bit feckless to say the least) started messing with this one on holidays somewhere then as the clothes came off he saw she was packin between the legs. Supposedly he said “fuck it!” and continued on. But his mates informed me that the thing he fucked… you would want to be blind to think it was a real girl, she/it was BIG!
@ Evil D: How did you keep the vomit down when the ex started grooving to Cannibal Corpse? I would have let rip, projectile style.
If I were you I might have tried to get a B.J. out of the deal. Seriously. I mean really fellow straight men, would you rather tap the ass of some ugly wench or get a B.J. from someone who looks like a gorgeous woman aside from being a tranny?
Feel seriously guilty hijacking this thread and turning it into a ‘kinkiest sex you’ve had’ one, but I can cough up to having…er…entertained a ‘cute as pie’ Asian TS before.
In all honesty she was a gift from heaven, you be hard pressed to find a prettier ‘girl’ anywhere (and this is from a guy who married the ‘beach babe pin up girl’ he’d had a crush on for years). She was very womanly - perky tits, no body hair whatsoever, sweet smelling with only a small circumcised member to remind me of her ‘maleness’.
I certainly have no moral qualms and if that disgusts or intimidates anyone, well, fuck off quite frankly. My heterosexuality remains intact to this day - my…ahem…anal virginity was not broken in any way. Not that it matters or should matter to anyone else.
I didn’t ‘catch’ anything, no one got hurt and no laws were broken. Her ‘surprise package’ just made the night that little bit more unforgettable, in my books.
And getting back to the original post topic, one of my weirdest and most memorable concert experiences was drinking and chatting with Drew Barrymore at a Sepultura gig in LA in '93.
As they say, you’re only gay if you take it up the ass!
Seriously though I wouldn’t entertain a tranny, even if it looked cute, mainly because I’d suspect trannys would lock their mouth around anything. I think there would be a greater risk of getting something unwanted from them than from a regular girl. Maybe I’m wrong, but I think I’ll keep my distance for now.
Plenty of guys have had at least one sexual encounter with another guy. They just don’t like to admit it if they consider themselves hetero.
It doesn’t matter if it’s a chick or dude. One in five people has something and they may not know they have anything at all because they have no symptoms. HPV (warts) often times does not present any symptoms and can stay dormant for many years. It depends on the number of partners the person has been with and if they used protection. With that being said, chicks are more susceptible to catching something from a partner than a dude is.
Being in a shroom state and being completely blown out that I could see everyone in the crowd’s skeleton as they moved.
Oh and of course having my breasts signed by numerous band members.
[reply]As they say, you’re only gay if you take it up the ass!
Seriously though I wouldn’t entertain a tranny, even if it looked cute, mainly because I’d suspect trannys would lock their mouth around anything. I think there would be a greater risk of getting something unwanted from them than from a regular girl. Maybe I’m wrong, but I think I’ll keep my distance for now.
Plenty of guys have had at least one sexual encounter with another guy. They just don’t like to admit it if they consider themselves hetero.
It doesn’t matter if it’s a chick or dude. One in five people has something and they may not know they have anything at all because they have no symptoms. HPV (warts) often times does not present any symptoms and can stay dormant for many years. It depends on the number of partners the person has been with and if they used protection. With that being said, chicks are more susceptible to catching something from a partner than a dude is.[/reply]
Yep, thats true. Trannys are usually very sexualised, presumably less likely to be monogamous or chaste, so its rational to deem them more likely to be carrying an infection/disease than an “average” person. But what is an average person? We simply can never be definitive about it. I wouldn’t even take a BJ from a tranny unless with a rubber but what’s the point of that!
But the main point for me is the only angry, blue-veined diamond cutter I’m interested in is my own. I don’t want no swordfights! To each his/her own. And sorry for further de-railing the thread but it was inevitable. Peligro, you opened up a can of worms… tranny worms.