TO THE GIRLS & GUYS IN THE TS COMMUNITY.LIFESTYLE PEEPS

[scorpion]

Something four al of us to think about.

[JohnnyWalkerBlackLabel]

I care Mega, seriously
honestly dealing with women can sometimes be a major annoyance..................... the fuckin mood swings, the sudden urges, the lies, the shopping, the eating, the endless unimportant discussions, the shopping, the walks in the park, the walks on the beach....................the shopping

ugh

think I'll move to somewhere remote like Iceland, lol

[TomSelis]

Thanks Mega.

[starshine_tara]

NOBODY CARES......THERES NO HARD DICK PICTURES OR JAILHOSE BEASTS IN THIS POST......I WAS TRYING TO SEND A MESSAGE TO OUR TS AND THE GUYS WHO LOVE THEM, NOT THE MARRIED TRICKS WHO JUST WANT A THRILL OR TO SUCK A COCK...INSTEAD TO US GUYS THAT SEE TS GIRLS AS OUR TRUE LOVES, OUR SOULMATES OUR WIVES.....HOLLA

Awww! Both posts are beautiful Mega!

:grouphug

Tara xxx

[Caleigh]

Mega

thoughtful post, thanks

[chefmike]

It's a good thought Mega, even for a cynic like myself. And it's always nice to see a thread that isn't the usual "What jailhouse beast has the biggest cock, fattest ass, and will drill the living shit out of me?" topic...

[lurker]

Yeah...we care, but what do you want us to say?
When an a--hole (and I mean that as a compliment) like yourself posts something sweet and sappy it cathes us offguard. and it makes me wonder if someone else is using your account!

It is a good thought and a wonderful sentiment. If people all around the world from all walks of life and religions would take these things to heart we could all benefit from the attitude changes that would present themselves. But that could happen if these same people lived according to the doctrines they already claim to believe in.

[Felicia Katt]

Mega, I care too. I think God answers every prayer, its just a lot of the time the answer is no, and a lot of the rest of the time, the answer is yes, but do it yourself.

FK

[hondarobot]

I care too (there's a whole lot of caring going on in here). Good post, MEGA, it is unfortunate that so many people on this forum are just into the pictures and not the girls themselves. But thankfully those guys don't seem to post very often.

Speaking of which, isn't bulges and filled underwear due to show up again soon?

But seriously, good post, you're one of the good guys MEGA, but you don't need to hear it from me I suppose. . .

[LAtoNY]

Mega,

You have some issues you need to sort out, my friend. Lots of hate bangin around in that puritanical, "holier than thou" mind of yours.

Last time I checked, this site was called "Hung Angels." So threads like "Bulges & Filled Underwear" are to be expected. You imply that if one likes this type of thing then one doesn't belong here. Do you have a problem with porn?? The originator of this site doesn't.

Maybe you ought to try this site:

http://www.MUSCLEHEAD_A-HOLES_WHO_LIKE_ TRANNIES_BUT_HATE-THEIR_DICKS.com

[OutlawKind]

EXCELLENT. What a sensitive and compassionate message to bring to the H.A. Forum. Thank you.

[starshine_tara]

honestly dealing with women can sometimes be a major annoyance..................... the fuckin mood swings, the sudden urges, the lies, the shopping, the eating, the endless unimportant discussions, the shopping, the walks in the park, the walks on the beach....................the shopping

:oops: :lol: :oops: :lol: :oops: :lol: :oops: :lol:

Tara xxx

[scipio]

Excuse me while I join the group hug here....

But seriously, good post, Mega. Makes you look at it a little differently.

[ezed]

Mega,
Good sermon, but I don't see it. Not since the olden days. Eveyone's praying for themselves and relateds. We all want God, Allah, etc. to solve our problems and are to lazy to step up to the plate and take a swing with the bat he has provided us. We'd rather clinch our hands, bow our heads, and close our eyes for a couple of minutes and hope our number comes up in the lottery. And proclaim we are HOLY MEN/WOMEN! Because we pray!

I say use what God gave you, do unto others as you would have done to yourself and hope God is up there beeming, saying "That's my creation!"

[Vicki Richter]

God helps those who help themselves.

I liked this post... It reminds me of the one called footprints in the sand if anyone has read that one.

Anyway, Mega is a great guy. Honestly he is never a prick in my recollection. The stuff he says is almost always spot on.

[NYCe]

The Little Bird, The Cow and The Cat

Little bird was enjoying a flight in the the last rays of warmth for the day before settling down into his cozy nest for the night. As he dove and swooped across the sky, he noticed a flock of birds flying as though the devil himself was at their tail feathers.

“HEY!” he called. “Where are you going?”

“We’re flying south,” they called over their wings. “Winter’s coming and we have to be in South America before it hits!”

Little bird was puzzled. This was his first winter and he hadn’t heard of such things. “Why would you do that?” he asked.

“It’s going to get colder yet!” they called. “There’ll be no food! Now hurry or you won’t make it!”

Little bird waved them good-bye and considered what they’d said. He’d felt cold before in the dark of night and it wasn’t really that bad. He always just nestled further into his nest and fluffed his feathers around him and was fine. No food? With all of the other birds gone, there’d be plenty of food for him! Flying long distances was hard work and he’d fare much better staying behind! His mind was made up.

He was right, for a while. Little bird was living high on the land with the other birds down south. There was plenty to eat in the dying fields and the bugs were slow from the cold. He lay back in his nest, fat and happy, laughing at the silly birds who had gone south.

The next morning, he wasn’t laughing. He awoke to freezing rain pelting down on his nest, rudely awakening him from his restless sleep. It was c*o*l*d. He shuddered and pulled his feathers closely around him, but he still could not shake off the chill that permeated his little bones. Shit. He had to get south and get there fast. He took flight, trying without success to fly above the rain clouds. The higher he got, the colder it got. He felt ice forming on his wings and he panicked as he began a downward spiral. He hit the ground hard.

It was Little Bird’s darkest hour. Or so he thought. As he lay there on the frozen ground, the icy rain pelting onto him, he stared up at the gray skies and asked for help, from somewhere, anywhere. Unbeknownst to him, Little Bird had landed smack in the middle of a cow pasture. Old Bossy Cow was feeling quite an urge and she was making her way through the sleet and rain and let go with a pie of epic proportions, which landed, ripe and steaming, right onto Little Bird.

“Fine,” he thought. “Just fine. As if injury was not enough, now he had a hot pile of insult all over him. As Little Bird lay, defeated, in the pile of cow shit, he found, to his surprise, that the heat from the cow plop was thawing out his wings. (?!) His tiny bones and muscles soaked up the warmth and soon he was feeling just fine again. It was a miracle…the very one he’d asked the heavens to send. He was so overjoyed, that he began to sing, “Oh Happy Day! Oh Happy Day!”

In the barn, not far away, Old Tabby Cat was curled up in a pile of hay, dreaming of spring when the birds would return and he would have warm food instead of cold, hard Friskies. Suddenly, his ears perked and his head shot up. “What? Could it be??” Curious, he padded out of the barn and cocked his head. “HA!” Evidently, some bird had NOT flow south. What could it have been thinking? He rushed out into the rain to investigate. He came upon Little Bird, singing for all he was worth from the middle of a pile of cow shit. Old Tabby Cat did not let his puzzlement keep him from swinging into action.

“Pssst,” he said, “Little Bird, what are you doing in that pile of cow shit?”

Little Bird laughed. “I was DYING here in the icy rain and that cow over there saved me! It was amazing!”

“Wow. That is absolutely fascinating,” OTC purred. But I can’t help but notice that you are covered in cow shit now. Can I lend a hand? Let me pull you out and help you get cleaned up. Then you can really enjoy your new lease on life!”

Little Bird was jubilant. Not only had he been saved from the jaws of death in a most unexpected way, but he’d been helped again by a most unlikely source. He reached out his wing and OTC hoisted him onto his back, grimacing at the still warm cow plop droppings that were sinking into his fur. Little Bird rode the cat back to the barn, where he was taken to the horse stables. The bodies of many of the large animals had made this part of the barn the warmest and Little Bird happily dove into a puddle of water and began washing his wings. After he was perfectly clean, OTC helped him settle down into the warm hay until he was perfectly dry. Little Bird settled into a comfy sleep, whereupon, Old Tabby Cat promptly ate him.

The Moral of the Story:

*Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy.

*Not everyone who helps you is your friend.

*If you are warm and happy in a pile of shit, keep your mouth closed.

[JohnnyWalkerBlackLabel]

Ok fuck it

A Lion & a Scorpion are on one side of a river. The Lion says to the scorpion "hop on little fella I'll give you a ride". The scorpion hops on and says thanks. Three Quarters of the way over when the water is shallow enough the scorpion stings the lion and the lion falls. He says to the scorpion "why did you sting me?" and the Scorpion replies "I stung you? Muhfucka you've been stinging me for the past 6 years with this bullshit war and these gas hikes, fuck you ya fuckin Republican!!!!!!!!"

[peggygee]

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Nice post Mega. 8)