I'm saddened that some of you youngsters probably chose the first answer. That is a sad commentary indeed. Now from a 57 yr old settled down perspective the gambling answer makes logical sense.
But if the question was would you rather bet on Jose Lima or bed Mrs. Lima all bets are off.
Maybe I couldn't hit a line drive with the damn thing anymore, but I could sure lay down a perfect bunt and get it down for that honey. What a sacrifice that would be.
Just some pine tar would be all I'd need. Always liked the smell and stickiness. Aphrosiac qualities from the smell and the stickiness. First you get the rag out. Then you get it on your hands and you rub it on her.....anyway she starts to smell like your phucking bat and pine trees. Now where you really catch that smell is with the rag in the on deck circle so your are conditioned by the smell to be very agressive in mere moments. Now nobody has ever done this to her so she's loving it [until she tries to wash it off...but that's good for a laugh later] cause it's kinky ballplayer stuff.{Keep away from genitals. Very bad thing.!!!] Now you love your bat and trees are good, hard and have phallic connotations. Its all good by now. And all of that factors in.
Used to keep a bat in my bedroom. Man I would smell that North Carolina pine tar and the Northern White Ash and boing..boing at attention sir. Did a few experiments with the pine tar but not with urine. I must reiterate not with urine.
Never pissed on my hands. What a phucking revolting smell that would be mixed with the aromatic country smell of the pine tar and Northern White Ash. That would have ruined my pine tar fetish for sure.
Hell I've got an old souvenir can of opened pine tar here as a shelf decoration and a couple of my old Louisville Sluggers.
Boys this could be the night for me and Mrs. Jones for May.
But if the question was would you rather bet on Jose Lima or bed Mrs. Lima all bets are off.
Maybe I couldn't hit a line drive with the damn thing anymore, but I could sure lay down a perfect bunt and get it down for that honey. What a sacrifice that would be.
Just some pine tar would be all I'd need. Always liked the smell and stickiness. Aphrosiac qualities from the smell and the stickiness. First you get the rag out. Then you get it on your hands and you rub it on her.....anyway she starts to smell like your phucking bat and pine trees. Now where you really catch that smell is with the rag in the on deck circle so your are conditioned by the smell to be very agressive in mere moments. Now nobody has ever done this to her so she's loving it [until she tries to wash it off...but that's good for a laugh later] cause it's kinky ballplayer stuff.{Keep away from genitals. Very bad thing.!!!] Now you love your bat and trees are good, hard and have phallic connotations. Its all good by now. And all of that factors in.
Used to keep a bat in my bedroom. Man I would smell that North Carolina pine tar and the Northern White Ash and boing..boing at attention sir. Did a few experiments with the pine tar but not with urine. I must reiterate not with urine.
Never pissed on my hands. What a phucking revolting smell that would be mixed with the aromatic country smell of the pine tar and Northern White Ash. That would have ruined my pine tar fetish for sure.
Hell I've got an old souvenir can of opened pine tar here as a shelf decoration and a couple of my old Louisville Sluggers.
Boys this could be the night for me and Mrs. Jones for May.
