Talk about your day thread

[The Argonaut]

if you think the bad breath is a result of chronic dry mouth, you could tell her that you have a spit-in-mouth kink. either way. you can spit in her mouth, hydrating it. or you can have her spit in your mouth, forcing her to work on generating saliva

[dimejinky99]

Have a cold, so will work from home for the rest of the week. Hopefully it won't turn into something worse.

Not a cold, it’s covid. Second time I’ve had it.

Fuck man. Sorry to hear this. Is it the new one?
Everyone else in the house ok?

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[tree_]

Tell her she has bad breath and that it's limiting your ability to feel attracted to her.

After she loses her shit, call your sponsor.

I agree with this. Just be honest. If she breaks up with you, she's a bad person and you shouldn't be with her. You're only being honest. She's the one with the problem.

[BurtReynolds]

This is why the sense of smell isn't that great and we'd be better off without it.

[dimejinky99]

If I were coach I’d be doing a serious self appraisal of every element of my entire being right now.

Ladies don’t have things like bad breath out of nowhere. They just don’t. Something is up on our boys side and she’s pushing him away and had to resort to this.

What’s it about coach?

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[bodysnatcher]

lol did dime just say that women can’t get bad breath?

[dad]

i wonder if this girl still has her tonsils. if so, she could occasionally have tonsil stones, which are common and can cause bad breath.

[tommy]

How clean is Coaches dick?

[tree_]

i get tonsil stones and they are quite smelly.. i manage to tongue one out sometimes and i crush it between my fingers and it smells like a stink bomb

[dad]

i get tonsil stones and they are quite smelly.. i manage to tongue one out sometimes and i crush it between my fingers and it smells like a stink bomb

[spike]

The early days of being sober, when I told everyone exactly what I thought 100% of the time, were really magical in hind sight.

Have you made amends?

[E.H. Ruddock]

i get tonsil stones and they are quite smelly.. i manage to tongue one out sometimes and i crush it between my fingers and it smells like a stink bomb

wtf tree

[tree_]

just being honest

[Rangi Guy]

All this talk just makes me gald I had my tonsils taken out

[Coach]

The new girl I'm dating right now has bad breath. Other than that, she's hot.

How do I approach this?

I mean there are simple things to do to keep your mouth and nose from getting so dry that it smells like rotten eggs....

How do you like her otherwise? Beyond being hot

She's pretty funny. Loves Pearl Jam. Is close to my age. Seems like a good mom. Has a good job (nurse). Big into sports (we are going to the Celtics game next week).

[Coach]

if you think the bad breath is a result of chronic dry mouth, you could tell her that you have a spit-in-mouth kink. either way. you can spit in her mouth, hydrating it. or you can have her spit in your mouth, forcing her to work on generating saliva

I keep offering her water

[Coach]

i get tonsil stones and they are quite smelly.. i manage to tongue one out sometimes and i crush it between my fingers and it smells like a stink bomb

wtf tree

omg gross

[Coach]

How clean is Coaches dick?

When you date in your 40s women ask this (STDs) so I get tested. I am clean.