Nice biceps!

I ran into a kid from sakachewan ( sp?) once, a great guy, who said he was into arm wrestling. So here we are, slightly drunk, and no one will take him on ( cuase they knew he was a champ in NW Canada) and I fell for it.

Its like I was barely there. I had to do it again ( stupid male ego), and he whooped me twice. ANd I dont mean it was any kind of contest, less than 7 secondoinds the first time, adn I got SOME mechanical advantage the second so he "humored" me and let me last 10. Dayng!

To wit, Dorsey could fry my arse but good.

Hey, I'm a professor man, gimmme a break.

Carleton, spot on, concur wholehartedly. Its become assumed. The first thing my woman thought of when I got invited to teach - " What , you and 20 yr old girls-- no way!", in a slightly jesting voice. Funny thing about chics, at least this one, they always think you'll step out on them. Even if you're wired like a loyal dog.

For the record, I had a student claim she needed to see me for extra help. Man, I can smell a lie before it crosses your lips ( btw, I was trained as an interrogator ). Extra help, she got, but not one on one. And I could sense its not what she wished. So it goes both ways, seems like it might come from the student more from the prof these days, at least girls might tend to open the door a bit. She didnt reckon I keep my ego ( and package) under tight lock and key.

Now if it had been one of the sistas, or the Yemeni gal ( who were aceing the course), I might have had to ask for special dispensation from my lady.... I simply dig their skin tone.... its not ego there, its asthetics! But my lady knows to keep me away from pretty sistas. All that funk bass playing has done wore off on me - bad.

Nubile = inexpereinced aint all its cracked up to me. Must be a pure power/ego thing.

Peace Out.