Last night i was surrounded by several shirtless blokes with those little fuzzy snail-trails of hair that goes to their belly-button and i was perving at their tummies and realised that I AM A DIRTY OLD MAN! apart from the old bit, and the man bit. but apart from that, I AM A DIRTY, PERVY OLD MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!4 Next i will prob be standing at bus-stops in my stained trenchcoat, offering little girls sweeties and rubbing my trouser-legs threadbare!
Am i alone in this SICK, PERVERTED FETISH for tummy-buttons? Does anyone else dig tummy-fluff, or should i seek professional help and/or bulk rates on bags of sweeties?
― petra jane, Sunday, 9 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― anthony, Sunday, 9 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― queenoftheharpies, Sunday, 9 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Chupa-Cabras, Sunday, 9 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
furry trails on bellies, belly pudge, belly buttons = yes please!
it is not a sick pervy fetish. it is the only proper way to be!
― nancy b., Sunday, 9 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― queenoftheharpies, Monday, 10 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― kiwi, Monday, 10 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Nick Southall, Monday, 10 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― jess, Monday, 10 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Queen There Will Be No Talk of Eating People in this House G, Monday, 10 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― petra jane, Monday, 10 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― Menelaus Darcy, Monday, 10 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― electric sound of jim, Tuesday, 11 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― j.lu, Tuesday, 11 June 2002 00:00 (twenty-three years ago)
― teeny (teeny), Tuesday, 5 August 2003 19:43 (twenty-two years ago)
― NA (Nick A.), Tuesday, 5 August 2003 19:47 (twenty-two years ago)
― nickalicious (nickalicious), Tuesday, 5 August 2003 19:50 (twenty-two years ago)
― NA (Nick A.), Tuesday, 5 August 2003 19:52 (twenty-two years ago)
― teeny (teeny), Tuesday, 5 August 2003 19:53 (twenty-two years ago)
― Sarah McLusky (coco), Tuesday, 5 August 2003 19:53 (twenty-two years ago)
― electric sound of jim (electricsound), Tuesday, 5 August 2003 23:24 (twenty-two years ago)
― the music mole (colin s barrow), Tuesday, 11 May 2004 00:19 (twenty-one years ago)
Creation from nothing. What has she in the bag? A misbirth with a trailing navelcord, hushed in ruddy wool. The cords of all link back, strandentwining cable of all flesh. That is why mystic monks. Will you be as gods? Gaze in your omphalos. Hello. Kinch here. Put me on to Edenville. Aleph, alpha: nought, nought, one.
― x Jeremy (Atila the Honeybun), Tuesday, 11 May 2004 00:32 (twenty-one years ago)