Conciliator: Gentlemen, the commencement of Bad Boys Anonymous
has arrived. We have been overwhelmed with responses to the
“Situation” and are delighted with your feedback. Horatio and
Willoughby are in contemplative overdrive, having yet to take a recess.
(Hmm… isn’t that the reason of their sole existence?) The wit and first
hand knowledge expressed in your replies is quite impressive. We may
even have to tap into some of your craniums for our “Free Advice”
page. Enough already. let’s take a gander at a few of these comments
that we’ve received from you Bad Boy Know- it-Alls.
PJ from San Antonio: “If she’s shoving her panties at you like that, she’s
gonna be right behind you with her naked butt when you go to the
bathroom. Pull her into the stall with you. That’s what I’d do.”
Horatio: “Atta-boy, PJ. There’s nothing wrong with a little extra-
curricular activity while on vacation. You’re both consenting adults, so
grab the free lunch and enjoy!”
Willoughby: “Yes, you’re adults, so think and act maturely. Did you and
she suddenly become invisible? Did the other guests suddenly close
their eyes? No! At all social gatherings at any given time, numerous
people may be watching you. Trust me; someone is just waiting to air
out some dirty laundry.”
Horatio: “Actually, Willoughby is right, boys, don’t spank her in the john.
All the other guys renting booze will be in there, too. Give her cab fare
to your hotel, and then you leave twenty minutes later. Ha!”
Willoughby: “You’re not listening. You each have an audience.
Someone will miss your presence; relatives whom you haven’t seen in
years that want to catch up on old times. Don’t give them any enquiring
news to be carried to the spouses.”
Conciliator: “Points well taken, men, on to the next perspective.”
SiJ from Atlanta: “This exact situation happened at my brother’s wedding-
only it was between his best-man and our sister. The best-man’s wife
could’nt make it, and my sister’s husband was sick. It was obvious what
they were up to because they kept dissapearing. We all felt a little
embarrased, and the talk lingered for years. Eventually our sister
divorced, and my brother and his best-man broke ties. Don’t do it!”
Willoughby: “Thanks for sharing, SiJ, great example of the ensuing
consequences. Not only might you create personal conflict, you can
also cause extended tensions.”
Horatio: “Boo-hoo! You’re all a bunch of candy coated cry babies. Who
gives a flying rat’s *ss about those gossip pimps. You take big boy
steps, you can take the fallout. Your sister’s husband probably faked
being sick to be with his girlfriend, and I’ll bet the best man knows dirty
little secrets about your brother!”
Conciliator: “Whoa! Calm down Horatio. No finger pointing at the
peripheral players.”
Willoughby: “Thank you, right out of my own mouth. You know, Horatio,
not everyone is as calloused as you are.”
Horatio: “I’m a realist, Willy-boy; I know what hypocracy lurks in the
shadows of men.”
XO from Arizona: “I’ve done it with some other guy’s wife at a wedding
with my wife there! Hell, I do it every chance I get. I ain’t never been
caught and never will!”
Horatio: “You’re my kind of player, XO. Go team!”
Willoughby: “Apparently there exists denial within XO’s wife and in him,
too. They don’t have a healthy relationship. He’s obviously a masoginist
bully while she seems to lean towards being, well, a bimbo.”
Horatio: “That’s pretty insightful there, Willo, the bully and the bimbo;
sounds like the title to a best seller. No, wait, it’s already the story of my
life… Oh!”
Willoughby: “Yes, the story of a lost and lonely life.”
Horatio: “Foul, judgement call, a little help here, Consig.”
Conciliator: “Come now, Willoughby, you know that’s not appropriate.”
Willoughby: “You’re correct, my apologies, Horatio. Live and let live.”
Horatio: “Livin’ large and livin’ long!”
Rod from Los Angeles: “I’ve been approached numerous times for casual
sex and say no. If you’ve taken vows and are truly happy within your
marriage and yourself, it’s easy to resist.”
Horatio: “Sounds like you and Willoughby were separated at birth. Your
wife is either a perfect ten or outweighs you by 200lbs. Change your
name, Rod, it doesn't suit you.
Willoughby: “Thank you, Rod. It’s good to know that there are some
gentlemen out there with integrity and respect for women and
marriage.”
Horatio: “I’m getting a toothache. Are you sure you didn’t write that one
in yourself there, Wills?”
Pso from Texas: “I’ve done that dirty dance before and gotten away with
it. Well, at least nobody found out, but the guilt ate me up so much I
couldn’t perform. I had to go to counseling for a year till I could have sex
with my wife again.”
Willoughby: “Quite often we wind up harming ourselves in these
instances. The self loathing and shame can be so overwhelming that
illness soon follows. Thank you, Pso. I hope all is now well.”
Horatio: “The last time I got sick from a piece of tail is because I didn’t
check for lice. Next time wear two rubbers, one on your weenie and the
other on your emotions.”
Willoughby: “Do you ever take anything seriously? This is not a
laughing matter. We must live with our choices and often times so, too,
must others.”
Horatio: “Hey, no one found out. No harm done. Pso wanted to play with
the big dogs, and turns out he’s a nutless chihuahua.So now he can go
back to dry humping someone’s leg. Yo quiero taco smell!”
Conciliator: "Thank you, Horatio and Willoughby, for expressing your
viewpoints on carnal consequence. We also thank you subscribers for
engaging and humoring us all. We'll be posting more angles of opinions
in the next few days."
has arrived. We have been overwhelmed with responses to the
“Situation” and are delighted with your feedback. Horatio and
Willoughby are in contemplative overdrive, having yet to take a recess.
(Hmm… isn’t that the reason of their sole existence?) The wit and first
hand knowledge expressed in your replies is quite impressive. We may
even have to tap into some of your craniums for our “Free Advice”
page. Enough already. let’s take a gander at a few of these comments
that we’ve received from you Bad Boy Know- it-Alls.
PJ from San Antonio: “If she’s shoving her panties at you like that, she’s
gonna be right behind you with her naked butt when you go to the
bathroom. Pull her into the stall with you. That’s what I’d do.”
Horatio: “Atta-boy, PJ. There’s nothing wrong with a little extra-
curricular activity while on vacation. You’re both consenting adults, so
grab the free lunch and enjoy!”
Willoughby: “Yes, you’re adults, so think and act maturely. Did you and
she suddenly become invisible? Did the other guests suddenly close
their eyes? No! At all social gatherings at any given time, numerous
people may be watching you. Trust me; someone is just waiting to air
out some dirty laundry.”
Horatio: “Actually, Willoughby is right, boys, don’t spank her in the john.
All the other guys renting booze will be in there, too. Give her cab fare
to your hotel, and then you leave twenty minutes later. Ha!”
Willoughby: “You’re not listening. You each have an audience.
Someone will miss your presence; relatives whom you haven’t seen in
years that want to catch up on old times. Don’t give them any enquiring
news to be carried to the spouses.”
Conciliator: “Points well taken, men, on to the next perspective.”
SiJ from Atlanta: “This exact situation happened at my brother’s wedding-
only it was between his best-man and our sister. The best-man’s wife
could’nt make it, and my sister’s husband was sick. It was obvious what
they were up to because they kept dissapearing. We all felt a little
embarrased, and the talk lingered for years. Eventually our sister
divorced, and my brother and his best-man broke ties. Don’t do it!”
Willoughby: “Thanks for sharing, SiJ, great example of the ensuing
consequences. Not only might you create personal conflict, you can
also cause extended tensions.”
Horatio: “Boo-hoo! You’re all a bunch of candy coated cry babies. Who
gives a flying rat’s *ss about those gossip pimps. You take big boy
steps, you can take the fallout. Your sister’s husband probably faked
being sick to be with his girlfriend, and I’ll bet the best man knows dirty
little secrets about your brother!”
Conciliator: “Whoa! Calm down Horatio. No finger pointing at the
peripheral players.”
Willoughby: “Thank you, right out of my own mouth. You know, Horatio,
not everyone is as calloused as you are.”
Horatio: “I’m a realist, Willy-boy; I know what hypocracy lurks in the
shadows of men.”
XO from Arizona: “I’ve done it with some other guy’s wife at a wedding
with my wife there! Hell, I do it every chance I get. I ain’t never been
caught and never will!”
Horatio: “You’re my kind of player, XO. Go team!”
Willoughby: “Apparently there exists denial within XO’s wife and in him,
too. They don’t have a healthy relationship. He’s obviously a masoginist
bully while she seems to lean towards being, well, a bimbo.”
Horatio: “That’s pretty insightful there, Willo, the bully and the bimbo;
sounds like the title to a best seller. No, wait, it’s already the story of my
life… Oh!”
Willoughby: “Yes, the story of a lost and lonely life.”
Horatio: “Foul, judgement call, a little help here, Consig.”
Conciliator: “Come now, Willoughby, you know that’s not appropriate.”
Willoughby: “You’re correct, my apologies, Horatio. Live and let live.”
Horatio: “Livin’ large and livin’ long!”
Rod from Los Angeles: “I’ve been approached numerous times for casual
sex and say no. If you’ve taken vows and are truly happy within your
marriage and yourself, it’s easy to resist.”
Horatio: “Sounds like you and Willoughby were separated at birth. Your
wife is either a perfect ten or outweighs you by 200lbs. Change your
name, Rod, it doesn't suit you.
Willoughby: “Thank you, Rod. It’s good to know that there are some
gentlemen out there with integrity and respect for women and
marriage.”
Horatio: “I’m getting a toothache. Are you sure you didn’t write that one
in yourself there, Wills?”
Pso from Texas: “I’ve done that dirty dance before and gotten away with
it. Well, at least nobody found out, but the guilt ate me up so much I
couldn’t perform. I had to go to counseling for a year till I could have sex
with my wife again.”
Willoughby: “Quite often we wind up harming ourselves in these
instances. The self loathing and shame can be so overwhelming that
illness soon follows. Thank you, Pso. I hope all is now well.”
Horatio: “The last time I got sick from a piece of tail is because I didn’t
check for lice. Next time wear two rubbers, one on your weenie and the
other on your emotions.”
Willoughby: “Do you ever take anything seriously? This is not a
laughing matter. We must live with our choices and often times so, too,
must others.”
Horatio: “Hey, no one found out. No harm done. Pso wanted to play with
the big dogs, and turns out he’s a nutless chihuahua.So now he can go
back to dry humping someone’s leg. Yo quiero taco smell!”
Conciliator: "Thank you, Horatio and Willoughby, for expressing your
viewpoints on carnal consequence. We also thank you subscribers for
engaging and humoring us all. We'll be posting more angles of opinions
in the next few days."
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