FUNNYPANTS

Helo There, Welcome, and thank you for being you! Ian

Hey Everyone: I was thinking of a solution to the fighting on the Gaza Strip. I fought during the Gulf War, and it seems like there is no solution to the fighting. How about if we send (10) aircraft over there full of adult diapers and pretty plastic panties for the troops to wear? The president can talk to the Defense Minister, and a plan to build many outside playpens for their troops. The signing of giving the woman over there the responsibility to care for their military adult babies, untill they calm down and quit fighting. Just a thought. Ian

Howdy Partner: There is alot of Desert Storm Vets with the same problem. When I was in the hospital at John Hopkins, Maryland it seemed like every Soldier Sailor Marine was in diapers. Alot of head and chest wounds. I had three years left on my contract to retire before my accident. The goverment felt sorry for me and let me go through the motions until my retirement. This happened in Afganistan, but I still call it the Gulf War. My wife the doctor, takes part in everything that pertains to diapers. She is alot older than myself, and far more educated than me. Her sons are my age-----go figure. She loves the idea of having a hurt baby in the house. She also dosn't care where she takes me in my state of diaperness. I go to all her functions at the hospital, and I sit there with her looking around at all the people, knowing damn well they know my status. She will ask me in front of other doctors if I need to be changed. All women of course. She tells the story to all what happened to me, and has me lift my shirt so the other doctors can see what I went through. I am missing part of my rib cage, and she really enjoys telling how hard it was for me to recuperate. My diaper is sticking out from my pants, but they don't say anything about that. She makes sure they know how much care I need. I don't care anymore, and if I have a few drinks, I will ask another doctor friend if she could help me in the bathroom. My wife goes through the roof. I tell her that's whats she gets for showing my diapered state. When we get home, well you can just imagne what takes place. In fact for a surprise Christmas present, she and two other doctors went out and bought me a diaper jeanie/Pink. On the 24th of December we had drinks with them, and it was given to me. I am sure that they all know the things we do. I bet they and their husbands do the same. I met some of them, and the evil eye was happening when my wife told all about my state. How the hell can you not love to be babied I said. Its part of life. Sally/my wife said that I would be surprised on how many men/women come into the emergency room wearing diapers. They do not need them either. Some say that it just feels good. This is the truth. There are many men/women that loves the adult baby in them, however they are to ashamed to say so. We are not alone my friend, my wife says (3) out of (10) people would love to be a baby for someone. There is too much presure out there in the working world. This is the best way to let it go. All her friends said that she robbed the cradle with me. If fact she could be my mother. Well take care and God Bless IAS/USMC

I would like to say hello to all. This is my first day here. To tell you a little bit about myself. I spent 20 plus years in the military, and a good part of that was in the hospitals all around the world. I was wounded during the Gulf War. I was hit in the chest with (3) 7.62mm/AK47 rounds. I have been in diapers 24/7 since that time. My insides were all shot apart, and when I fell there happened to be a window there. I recieved over (300) Staples in my head, and over (1000) 1/2 inch staples holding my chest together. I could not walk or talk for many years. I absolutely fell in love with the nurses and the diapers. Infact I married one of my doctors/surgeons. Her name is sally. It took me kind of strange that a doctor took time out to teach me how to put on and wear a diaper and plastic pants correctly. I thought nurses did that . She turned all red and I said (YOU LIKE ME). Well you can take-it from there. We have been married for (5) years. I hope to meet new people with the same likes as myself, and I am certainly a adult baby, and damn proud of it too. Hell I wear just a diaper and a shirt to get the mail on my busy street. People all know me, and if they don't, they can get a chuckle from me. I paid my price to wear any type of diaper I want in public. I just love to have some life left in me. (Diapers and Pants are Cool). All the police in my area know and understand my habbits, and they leave me alone. Well thats me in a nutshell. I hope all your dreams and wishes come true in 2009. God Bless IAS