I can remember when I ounce wanted to die back in my second year of high school. I was attracted to a girl that was in my math class. Then I caught her picking her nose after a quick glance her way. That was the day the music died and my boner left me.

Open legs to all cumers “family values” slut and Q nutjob Traitor Greene made another baseless accusation based on extreme far right propaganda and nothing more, and because civility, decorum, truthfulness, ethics, morals, and house rules mean less than getting a playground dig at a political opponent, Greene waived the rules of conduct and ethics that don’t allow slander for her and ignored it, tabling the issue herself without hearing the legitimate appeal. Big surprise. She was quickly silenced because she couldn’t control herself though and had her words taken down and lost her time in committee.
Now watch her cry a river over her unending line of affairs with anyone that can get a medically assisted boner and hold their lunch long enough to have sex with a failed sex reassignment case being brought up, but crickets about this baseless infantile accusation.

We all know Traitor Greene tried to sleep with Russian oligarchs but was turned down. We all know she tried to sleep with Saudis but was laughed at. We all know she’s a sloppy, manly slut for anyone BUT her husband. We all know Traitor Greene hates transexuals because her surgeries turned out so horrific.

We don’t know Salwell slept with Feng, there’s zero evidence of that, only that she worked for him for a short time,( just like we never had evidence of the pizza pedophile ring she railed against, the Jewish space lasers she said cause wildfires, the mind control microscopic computer chips Bill Gates put in the vaccines somehow, the crisis actors pretending to be school shooting victims…the list of absolute insanity she spouts on the floor is endless)…and never ending evidence of Traitor Greene sleeping with anyone that can/will have her while abandoning her husband and children and job to sneak around screwing gym owners, sex gurus, reporters, etc,etc, etc. opening herself up to blackmail.

Glass Houses, biatch!

Teacher here. It's made-up-nonsense. I don't give a shit what gender or sexual orientation a kid is and im CERTAINLY not going to try to convince anyone to change anything about themselves.

That said, I'm going to acknowledge that gay/trans people exist in authorship and literature as it arises. You can't read someone like Whitman (Leaves of Grass, arguably America's greatest poet) and not come across references to sexuality either implicit or explicit. https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45472/i-sing-the-body-electric

It becomes relevant in passages like this:

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This is the female form,
A divine nimbus exhales from it from head to foot,
It attracts with fierce undeniable attraction,
I am drawn by its breath as if I were no more than a helpless vapor, all falls aside but myself and it,
Books, art, religion, time, the visible and solid earth, and what was expected of heaven or fear’d of hell, are now consumed,
Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play out of it, the response likewise ungovernable,
Hair, bosom, hips, bend of legs, negligent falling hands all diffused, mine too diffused,
Ebb stung by the flow and flow stung by the ebb, love-flesh swelling and deliciously aching,
Limitless limpid jets of love hot and enormous, quivering jelly of love, white-blow and delirious juice,
Bridegroom night of love working surely and softly into the prostrate dawn,
Undulating into the willing and yielding day,
Lost in the cleave of the clasping and sweet-flesh’d day.

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Maybe a conversation like:

"'Love flesh swelling' like he's in love with some woman and they...he...?"

"Probably not, he didn't have any serious female relationships as far as I am aware."

"But the title is 'The female form'"

"Well, it's possible, but it's not likely the case that he was talking about himself being in love with a woman. This poem is in the text but he wrote many other pieces about he-himself falling into and out of love with various men and we have letters documenting those relationships with his male significant others. Although, I'm not sure what to call them because gay marriage would have been illegal at the time. He's likely writing the poem in a way where he appreciates the female form and sees men who are drawn to it like the way I appreciate watching bees act obsessively driven to the middle of flowers. I like watching Bees in action, but that doesn't mean I'm going all pollen crazy, still I appreciate it for what it is."
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This is an example of how discussion of sexuality would come up in my classroom as I imagine it. Note how I'm not trying to convince the kid I'm talking to to turn gay like it's a big game of rainbow-red-rover or something. Nevertheless, knowing the author's sexual preference in this instance informs our understanding of the piece.


My own personal theory?
The people railing against things like this are the same shitheads that can't be bothered to read ANYTHING and instead giggle and guffaw at "hurhurhurhur he hadd'a boner" where I get to live an early stage of Idocracy.

Also, I agree that the "funky stuff" shouldn't be just avoided altogether. For goodness sake, just let teachers have the difficult conversation that everyone is avoiding. Reminds me of when Peggy Hill was struggling to say "Penis" when she was assigned sex ed.

For me both those things improved DRASTICALLY when i changed to a healthier lifestyle/ diet. My shits and boners are amazing now! Now if i could just figure out how to get my dick to stop leaking right after i take a piss

Helicopter dick, helicopter dick, helicopter dick, helicopter dick. You can tell a proper flick from its opposite, as it is both soft and quick and seems like there is a lot of it, which may or may not be an optical illusion. The danger be your cocks is full of bruisin’ if you fuck it up. There are a multitude of factors. I found a club in which a bunch of dudes do practice helicopter dick, helicopter dick, helicopter dick, helicopter dick.

At the totem of the storeroom I showed them how to relax and to tell a proper flick from its opposite as it is both soft and quick, strong as an apocalypse. Don’t knock it Miss. It is a ritual of manhood. A man should preserve it like canned good, not that there’s very much choice in the matter. Young boys innately know the joys of hey batter, batter, picking up stick to swing in a rock. Isn’t any shot because they know the grip flicks swish to their own cock quicker than they learn to love the lick of another boy’s lollipop, not undermine the sucking of dicks.

Live in love my brothers. Teach me some of your tricks. It is not my own area of expertise. I only know my own dick as I check to squeeze. I got on it tighter than you might expect, but if my rhyme is so tight how would I ejac-ulate is what you contemplate, but if you really want to know it ask your mom for the tape, because I came to cockcenteric Centrifusions, stretch out with your feelings and sense the hugeness. Oh, the impulse to prove this newtonian concept of the universe, whether through boners or non erect dudes rehearse their mystery over gravity, magically flinging their anatomy as they battle the old enemy of Adam and Eve, not the devil, not the serpent, but the apple, drop in the knowledge on their heads like my rappel du-tee-de you, mother fucker.

Helicopter dick, helicopter dick, helicopter dick, helicopter dick. Can stop to check if you are rocking it properly, wouldn’t want to let you be flopping it sloppily, ladies in the house, don’t let us with the monopoly; Ying to the Yang, to the wang – to the follow me. Helicopter dick, helicopter dick, helicopter dick, helicopter dick.

You can tell about the flick from its opposite as it is both soft and quick and seems like there is a lot of it. Don’t throttle it, ease up on throttle. You can got a lot of lift with a little bit of twaddle, which is like twiddle but from the bottom in the middle, pop-up to the top, flop back down like a griddle cake, or the smack with a little shake.

The more you practice helps you mitigate the inaccuracy of hitting shapes not exactly within the state of helicopter dick, helicopter dick, helicopter dick, helicopter dick, helicopter dick, helicopter dick, helicopter dick, helicopter dick, helicopter helicopter dick. [https://lybio.net/c-command-helicopter-dick/comedy/]

*ban
Boner pill *spam

I get a boner for everything Elon Musk and SpaceX does. *promote

...also this is pretty fricken awesome

Would I ride in it?!? In a heartbeat. Try getting me out if I ever get in.
*promote an old school car boner....schwing!

Stopped watching when that guy starts taking that dolphin boner in his ass. Wtf kind of shit is this man, please label the channels appropriately.

*quality

Definitely inside my wheelhouse, if you know what I mean. I mean it gave me a boner.

Oh yeah...sorry.
http://videosift.com/video/Vancouver-Expo-86-Part-III-GM-Holographic-Exhibit

You've reminded me of something hilarious from the expo, but I can't find a picture of it. There was a 2D sculpture of a Canadian Mountie, I think near the roller coaster, that totally had a huge boner! It was really the end of the arm, but the way it was made the elbow is in back, but in front was just a little triangle just below waist level. It was too funny, and obviously not intentional. Oh, the things you notice when you're 16.

Don't be hard on me for being so thick, as I'm not trying to pull a boner, but in this metaphor does "making tea" mean manufacturing an erection and presenting it?

Can't think how it could make sense otherwise.