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Don't lie to yourself misc. The amount of threads posted containing scantily clad females tells me you were the same horny little bastards when you were younger.

No I didn't forget about the femiscers, I just know most of them wouldn't admit to half of the crazy curious chit they did as a kid. My statement stands until proven wrong.



I'll go first. In Kindergarten my teacher had this long flowing dress that would always go over my head when she passed by me. One day I looked up and I got a view of those sweet joocy HTC thighs. From then on I would catch a glimpse every time she passed. You had to know didn't you Mrs. Halzer?

Back when women's clothing stores made phone book sized catalogs, I used to go off alone and look at the lingerie section. I didn't understand the "hard feeling" it gave me, but I thoroughly enjoyed it. Then my older sister would catch me and tell my mother. Years later she ended up going through her sloot phase. Fukn hypocrite.

In first grade there was a cute girl in my class. At the end of every day she would let me kiss her butt. Srs. I don't know why, but I just went along with it. I was a booty man from birth I suppose. Eventually she started asking me to massage her butt for her. Why not right?

I was a bold young lad back in the day.