In this day and age of high tech, the odds of becoming red faced in public seems to also be on the rise. I never understood the fascination with having all the fancy toys, but as I get older, and have more toys, I see how it can lead to some rather interesting situations.

For example, how about all those who do some holiday travel to distant shores? Naturally they take that insane little iPod with them, so they can listen to all the tunes they downloaded from the various scam sites.

In this day and age of high tech, the odds of becoming red faced in public seems to also be on the rise. I never understood the fascination with having all the fancy toys, but as I get older, and have more toys, I see how it can lead to some rather interesting situations.

For example, how about all those who do some holiday travel to distant shores? Naturally they take that insane little iPod with them, so they can listen to all the tunes they downloaded from the various scam sites.

Then there is the Cel phone. Now that one I can sort of see, except for the insane roaming charges the phone companies charge for when you are out of your zone. Like it is a license to steal, and naturally there is no comfort or relief given from Government regulatory agencies.

Now there is the growing use of laptops, that aren't so tiny anymore. Heck even I have a nice 17 inch variety. I mean who can go on holidays and leave behind all that wonderful jerk off material, like the cute studs from your favorite Twink site, or the beefy men from you Bear site?

All packed and ready to go, then BAM, you are standing off in some corner, with a wrinkled old prune checking the contents of your phone, your iPod, and oh yeah, your laptop. They are searching for that pirated stuff, you know the illegal tunes, the naked pics, and anything else they don't like.

I suppose that is okay, but when they yank out that penis pump, you have to just die. I mean you can tell the other's are sort of smirking, whether guys or gals, because they all assume you got a small wiener. After all, why would you need a pump if you were hung?

Can you just hear the whispered comments among your fellow passengers? I mean think about it, specially if you are on one of them tour trips abroad.

'Look Harriet, he still hasn't heard about Viagra'

'Hey Susan, aren't you glad you got yourself a real man.'

'Maybe now Bertha you'll stop laughing at night.'

'Oh Sharon, what a poor man, no wonder he's still single.'

I don't know, but for me it's a bit of an issue, on the way the searches are becoming more intrusive. Like what, someone is going to hide some explosive in the pump? Then too, I don't think the Government should be doing the job of protecting corporate interests either.

Then too, I hate paying the kind of money they want for music or DVDs. All I know is I am keeping the old penis pump at home, no naught pictures on the laptop and like I am deleting that 1 900 sex line number off the phone too. That and the gazillion adult dating lines.

I'll do it the old fashioned way, chat the cute guy up, ply him with some booze, and hope he likes my lines. Oh wait, he has to like my pick up lines, he's the wife.


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